Some neighbors dropped their dog off for us to watch for a week. Xeonon or whatever her name is, is a good dog. All dogs with fruit bat ears are good dogs. At one point, Swampy was focused on this dog. They are both big and black and have big ears.
I then went to town. I stocked the bakery bookshelf and the pool bookshelf before heading to the former banquet room of the historic Eagle Hotel.
Once at the hotel, I did what’s become routine – cleaned nonfiction books. Someone donated what must have been a library of watch repair and clock books. Problem was, they are moldy. Nice books. I don’t know what I’m going to do with them.
I just sat down and a half dozen times fell asleep. So I’m standing again. Frustrating. Tonight, I am most definitely not in the zone. I wonder if it’s possible to tell zone from non-zone writing.
I did a second distribution and parted company with most of the books in the car. In the afternoon, I distributed at the Va Ho, Turkey Red Restaurant, and the Bleeding Heart Brewery. I just had this idea. If I come across any books on hearts or heart repair, I will take them there and make a big deal about this.
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