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A Short Note

 It's a busy week in The City By the Inland Sea. Doctor's appointments, our free film from Milwaukee Film, Brewers vs. Cubs, lunch at Libby Montana's to celebrate my friends Janet and John Brownson's 42 wedding anniversary, attending a major meeting of Common Ground in our fight for tenants of public housing and preparing for our trip to Spring Green for the American Players Theater. 

(I got tired just typing that agenda.)

There is little let-up next week as I will be starting the Immunization phase of my treatments, and we begin the theater season in Milwaukee.

For some reason, this is a time of the year when I'm writing Happy Birthday emails to many friends and family. However, when you consider their conception date is sometime in the dead of winter, it does make sense.

I'm spending a lot of time keeping myself relevant in the eyes of some public services. Because of COVID and my volunteering with the All Saints Hunger Booksale, I haven't used my library card in the last couple of years. Outside of trying to find my Passport to prove I am who I am, the online renewal was pretty easy. It was scanning it that was troublesome. My HP Swiss Army printer changed the process for scanning in the most unintuitive way imaginable. After using the push-every-button-until-it-works method, I finally got the image I needed.

While I'm still sketching every day, I only got to start a new painting yesterday. There needs to be more to show there. So, the report from the easel will be delayed until next week.

I wish everyone a Happy Labor Day. 


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