Doctor says that I am OK. Except for the parts that aren’t. Meds tweaked. A couple of shots. A few more blood tests. Nothing dramatic or scary. But the Doctor and I did agree that while I am not knocking on death’s door, I am standing on the porch. This evening I shared the cocktail hour with a woman who will be 96 next week. Her daughter called to find out how she was after seeing her cardiologist. She said, “I am sitting down and having a drink with my rowdy friends”. Nobody is promised tomorrow. But, you never know…
Today’s big adventures included a rather serious database wrinkle at work. And while I was out having dinner, I let the Mac update to Sonoma. Earlier I had scoured the disk for files to offload since I was down to 90GB free. How exactly did I use up 900GB?
Girls and Boys. Fat Bear Week is coming to a close.
These are screenshots that I took from the various webcams. Give a look. After dinner on the East Coast seems to be a good time to catch bears.