Dinner was OK. I'm not very hungry these days, to be honest, and somehow a sizzling Flinstone-sized steak when it's 98 degrees outside didn't exactly hit the spot. The salad was good, though. And the lemon ice afterwards was perfect.

I think a dose of Monty and a doobie sound like a great plan. I may do the Monty but not the doobie. Not enough extra in the pharmacopia to take it away from my sister. And I'm not sure it'd help my case of the blues tonight anyway.

I'm sure this is in a previous post someplace, but I'll ask it here anyway because it's easier. What sort of work do you do, Gray?