Synchronicity

 Love me some synchronicity.

Dear Abby this morning answered a letter from a widow with a sorrow similar to mine (but with worse health than I).  Abby said, roughly, "Get off your butt and call people.  And get a dog!"  (Lots of arguments in the comments about that suggestion.)

Well, I agree my dog is essential right now.  He provides another warmth in the bed and a companion.  

AND I should will start calling people to set up dates and meetings.

But first, I need to prepare for this evening's movie, Au Hasard, Balthazar, considered one of the greatest of "Christian" films. In it, the role of Jesus is taken by a donkey. 

And then I need to SORT MY FUCKING TAX FILE.  Shee-it.  I'm gonna be late, I'm gonna pay fines.  Whatever.