Up for a while 3-5, but got back to sleep. Up at 7.
Read the rest of Strang book - probably deserves to be re-read in light of the lucid explanation of the project at the end - and fooled around on the piano (mainly w/ “You Took Advantage of Me”), but managed to do very little else before 11; watched an episode of Criminal Intent and got drawn into a couple conversations w/ Dad and Margaret (the caregiver who’s hear several evenings and two mornings). Which I don’t mind, I’m here to interact, but then things came up w/ problems with one of the doors (swelled from the rain), and I couldn’t take a shower until she had swept outside (so my dad wd feel there was someone on watch), so I didn’t feel in control. Then there was a similar issue about changing the heating filters.
Read the first 50 p. of My Rock ’n’ Roll Friend, Tracy Thorn’s book on Lindy Morrison. Finally went out at 1, listened to the setting of James Weldon Johnson’s “God’s Trombones” on the Gary Bonner album, then a Curtis Mayfield covers/tribute album. Drove down to a spacious Starbuck’s in a new development south of Ontario. 3 p. notebbok, 30 min. on lyrics, about 2 hrs. on the Bert Williams stuff, which is not going anywhere.
Picked up dandelion greens and a grilled chicken dish for dinner b/c I knew I didn’t want my dad’s weekly KFC. Got back at 6, watched part of a nothing movie w/ Joan Crawford and James Stewart, Ice Follies of 1939 (yeah, me neither). Sat w/ dad during dinner, then had mine, helped Maude clean up a little, watched Jeopardy! and the end of The Rifleman. Went to bed not long after 9, read a little more Thorn but not much.