I’m still up in the air about going to New England

I’m still up in the air about going to New England, but there’s only one reunion, and I’ve got at least two other Austin events this year. But I sure could use the money. I wasn’t having too much fun yesterday morning, doing the business as usual thing, and the trivia question wasn’t getting any good answers (okay, one fun one, but that was it), so I strolled out and spent part of the afternoon trying to synchronize a pedometer Pa Wetzel had given me. It hooks into the handheld for an accurate count of everything. Long about halfway into a four, then six mile hike, I realized it might just be a perfect day: no shirt. But tragedy struck as I snagged a paycheck out of my mailbox, in order to deposit that check, I had to go into the bank, and to go into the bank, I had to put on a shirt. And as long as I was wearing a shirt, I might as well pick up a sandwich for supper. Total time? Less than an hour. An otherwise perfect spring day ruined by having to wear a shirt for almost an hour.