Someone asked me if I planned on inventing anew category every time my life changed. I don’t quite have the answer to that one except …..pending.

It’s May in Philadelphia and for the foreseeable future it will be possible to sit here and type so your random thoughts, are now porch thoughts, which used to be Diner Ruminations etc etc etc

My least random thought this morning is I am out of fucking shape.

This was the last time I felt like I had the ‘new’ body. New Year’s Day 2020, in corona time 700 years ago.