Friday 06/09/2023
No actual fries were harmed in the filming of this day. I went for the standard walk. Intending to have a cup ‘n a cake at the end, but there was a long line at Verve and none of the other places appealed so I didn’t. So I was watching a YT video and someone on it was having a fresh loaf of bread for supper and I said, yes! that’s lunch!. So back out in the car this time to pick up a few things including a fresh ciabatta loaf from Whole Foods. Also a little melon and some apricots. The apricots were disappointing, and I tossed them, but the melon was tasty and I ate it with about a third of the loaf and butter.
Supper was also in my room. Yesterday’s supper had among its 3 entrees, liver and onions. I was sitting with three neighbors, Edie, Joanne and Sherri. I said, oh boy liver and onions. Edie and Joanne simultaneously wrinkled their noses and said eewwww. Sherri said oh, yeah, that’s what I’m having. So it was 50-50 liver lovers and haters. Anyway the portion was quite large and I didn’t finish so I brought it home in a box and that was supper today. A liver sandwich. I chopped that chunk of liver fine on my cutting board with my chef’s knife, which except for cutting the ciabatta earlier had been in the drawer for months, and made a sandwich with lots of mayo and sriracha sauce for zing and pickle slices. And a beer and the remaining half of the melon. So that was two gourmet meals.
Put in a little work on the novel. Got some difficult dialog that I’ve been stalled on for a couple days, done. This was the chatter among HS students on a bus, speculating ignorantly about the possible alien vessel that’s in the news. I had ChatGPT write some dialog a couple of days ago. What I wrote today is nothing like what the chatbot wrote. But a lot more pungent. Because people tell me that students these days say “fuck” a lot, like really, a lot. ChatGPT didn’t use a single swear word of any kind.
Codgerville 