While driving to the destination after Horsham Clink below, stopped at my friend Helene's former house in Maple Glen.
It looked much the same but had been sold. I saw a red ball in the front yard and then - proof poz - a jungle-gym set in the backyard. The house went for 375, a bargain.
While driving, I listened to an absolutely sickening audio book
Stephen King has written that he was plumb out of ideas but then his imagination rebounded. He wrote Full Dark, No Stars in 2010 and it was a prizewinner.
At one point during my drive to
Bucks County Dept of Mental Health, I removed disc 3 of the 12 discs of the King book and inserted the last disc.
It took place 60 yrs later and had all new characters.
What's my next move with Stephen King? I think I'll resume with disc 4.
In the kitchen I listened to an audio book by a renowned psychiatrist
The book had a strange theory that he struggled - unsuccessfully - to defend and it was a helluva bore so I packed it up after the first disc.
I looked up the author and watched a video of him on the Stephen Colbert Show, where I thought he made an ass of himself.
Wanna know the real reason I'm blogging?
I'm procrastinating. Gotta work on "The Light in the Kitchen" tonite - tick tick tick - so first I procrastinate. Read everything in the Times I wanted to - Hello new Pope Francis, a youngster of 76 from Buenos Aires, and a Jesuit, a thinking man's priest.
No way am I gonna carry a heavy box. Unless I'm in Dachau.
You know how I'm always watching movies? The most recent are
I've had two close encounters with Scientologists. To hear of my experiences, please send check for $100 made out to New Directions to help pay for the Compass and I'll tell you about my experiences, one in the downtown SEPTA station, thother at a NYC headquarters.
"Light in the Kitchen" here I come!
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