Going for walkies, then a shower.
I find myself wondering what being a hobo with Newton would’ve been like in the 1930’s. Pondering what my hobo name would’ve been. “Man-Mountain” Scotto? (With my back, and medicine at the time, maybe ‘Corkscrew Scott’ is more likely.)
update – 9:10am
Bleah… to hot and steamy already for a long walk. 20 minutes was enough. Showering now! It’s like walking in crisco soup out there, evaporating puddles in the sun.
