Up 7:30. Read/watched CV news (and an LRB article about Mark Fisher) until about 8:40.
Did a 5 min. exercise routine (it’s supposed to ramp up weekly) during a CNN segment.
Form notes, 10 r&b songs.
Made Coffee. Walk.
Worked 10:30-12:30, w/ the same results. So I spent a while crafting an email to selected friends colleagues to see if they’d mind a 250 passage in their inbox each day. Also tracked down some refs from an earlier passage. Seems like that took until 2:30.
FaceTimed w/ Evan Kindley and his daughter.
Walk.
Therapy.
Watched one of Patrick Stewart’s sonnet videos. A little hard to hear, parse.
Watched a low-budget thriller, Million Dollar Weekend (Gene Raymond 1948), starring the director.
Was supposed to have a poetry meeting w/ Ted R. and Wendy E., but the latter was in the ER w/ a UTI.
Worked on the paragraph most of the evening. Settled on something. Wrote 100 words about something else from a prompt.
Lights out 12, dharma talk.
Didn’t read at all! (I don’t think I showered either.) No LEAR.