We went fishing again today. But Arthur failed to attract the attention of any fish. So we just drove the boat around.
This is Caldera Bay, on the south side of Trocadero, about due south of Craig.
Here is another view from the boat.
In the afternoon, we drove into town to run some errands. We stopped by Arthur's friends Jan and Richard. Jan was home. She is also, conveniently, his local VA ombuds. Richard and Jan are the people whose address I used to mail my books to myself from Korea, so they have been getting my packages. Jan gave us some halibut enchiladas she'd made. They were delicious when he heated them up for dinner.
What I'm listening to right now.
Magnetic Fields, "The Death Of Ferdinand De Saussure."
Lyrics.
[Verse 1]
I met Ferdinand de Saussure
On a night like this
On love, he said, "I'm not so sure
I even know what it is
No understanding, no closure
It is a nemesis
You can't use a bulldozer
To study orchids", he said, "So
[Chorus]
We don't know anything
You don't know anything
I don't know anything
About love
And we are nothing
You are nothing
I am nothing
Without love"
[Verse 2]
I'm just a great composer
And not a violent man
But I lost my composure
And I shot Ferdinand
Crying, "It's well and kosher
To say you don't understand
But this is for Holland-Dozier-Holland"
His last words were:
[Chorus]
"We don't know anything
You don't know anything
I don't know anything
About love
And we are nothing
You are nothing
I am nothing
Without love"
His fading words were
[Chorus]
"We don't know anything
You don't know anything
I don't know anything
About love
And we are nothing
You are nothing
I am nothing
Without love"
[daily log: walking, 3km]