Up 8:30. Worked 10-1, maybe a little longer; revising next section, a little slower than I’d like, will give it one more day.
Made more coffee, called Dad 2:15-3:15. Wasted another hour, figured out something to send my dad for Christmas (a pannetore); fortunately, Bree has some cards on hand. Read in the Blesh, on Jack Teagarden (another one of those guys a certain kind of jazz fan used to talk about all the time, like Jimmy Rushing.) Placed order from Stand Alone Cheese to pick up Tue. when I’m out for the CT scan. Remembered to text a cousin who Dad told me is the hospital w/ a herniated disc. All this is minor, but it’s stuff on my mind.
Read 50 p. Blesh, without great concentration - took me hours, w/ breaks, esp. a boring chapter about what gigs Jack Teagarden had in 1928. Also involved w/ a Facebook post about class that got a surprising number of responses, and exactly one, from someone from my h.s. I don’t remember friending, that said “white people talking about not fitting in. SMH” (which two people liked). I think he’s Indian or Pakistani.
Little else to report: short walk around 10, finished revising “Four Families” section, but the next one in a working file, did the Mon. crossword in under 10 min. lights out after 12.