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I am doing okay.

Got the washer to the sink replaced (before I leave...), saw friends, told the bank I'm out-of-here.

Little things.

I rotate between on-line stuff, family stuff, where-I-live stuff, plans, writing... whatever. I hope to run out of things to do by Tuesday.

Actually Monday evening would be better.

I'm listening to "Hello Dolly" with Barbara. 19what? Anyhoo...

It's in the background.

Picked up Prez. Grant $1 coins. Should I take one to England? Montana quarters? Evening-in-Missoula tea? Ah... moose poop...

Can I dream that I'll have some writings edited and re-arranged and printed before I leave? Ah... I can dream...

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Added before midnight: Just smashed a baked potato with hard-boiled egg, mustard, black pepper, a dash of salt and a sprinkling of paprika. I now know exactly why I never like my mother's potato salad: raw onions! "egg" was a random title ...maybe eggs were on my mind?