At OH-Dark-Hundred hours this morning the cell chirps. It is the Hospital. Their positron accelerator isn’t accelerating so no nuking today. But, it got fixed. So Mr C went over later and still got his daily blast of positrons. Don’t know if I would have wanted to be one of the first folk to use the newly repaired machine.
“They” are predicting an ice “event” for Sunday. So, I will do my Sunday grocery shopping on Saturday. We are only having a rain “event” on Saturday.
By work friends continue to take care of me. I was given I nice fuzzy gray shirt. Which will come in handy – as soon as Sunday.
Today’s Good Thing: Good Friends.