and laid out at least insofar as walking anywhere was concerned we nonetheless opened up our

bathroom to Scott and Thalo for the shower replacement project which they managed to

accomplish by Sunday evening after a long long day…my projects, meanwhile, were reaching

various stages of impasse; the ’45 radiator proving considerably less cooperative than had been hoped and the stretchers-for-every-scrap of-canvas stalled out waiting to be sorted…

We did finally connect with Bryan for images and tales of his tours of the Battlefields of Bastogne, Christmas in Chianti, transit through Venice and week in Vienna

[as well as an unexpected circumnavigation of the globe due to travel disruptions ostensibly attributable to state sponsored piracies in the Caribbean] with some bonus historical pictures

– BLM and Lefty, 2006 – on Saturday night,

a night showing how truly tiny a first gen Tundra really is…

Sunday as Scott and Thalo labored L. and I indulged our new ice cream tradition at the conveniently relocated Double Rainbow and after watching the street awhile I took

a tentative knee-testing bike ride which worked out so well I did it again on Monday, catching

the emergence of a foghorning frieghter

coming up the narrows…

All well, all good though in the world at large, “Trump world”, we have these nonsensicals,

NYT photo, licensed to kill/licensed to be Total assholes which is all, along with the increasingly unhinged and world-endangering antics of their Supreme Leader, apparently just fine with a large number of my fellow Americans.  But not me, not at all or ever.