Thursday, I worked from home and sorted out the cable. Comcast sucks. Their customer service is embarrassingly bad and it basically took two weeks for them to figure out something that should have taken about two minutes. But at least it's done for now. We no longer have a land line and our data has been bundled with the minimal cable we get. It's a lot easier than it used to be.
I worked from home again on Friday. My friend Quela was in from Albuquerque and we had lunch and then we headed to the trans march late in the afternoon. They had a lot of energy but could stand to work on execution:
Then we headed to the edge to get a mason jar full of long island iced tea. I drank about a quarter of mine and then walked away. Quela was much more ambitious. Have I captured the moment where it all went wrong?
We headed home for dinner and then we went to bed. Quela slept over. She wasn't gonna get very far.