Hi, friends and readers:
Every once in a while–and it doesn’t happen too often–I’ll get a nasty comment from some ignorant homophobe calling me insulting names like “pervert”, “faggot”, or “predator.” Yeah, I don’t like getting such comments, but trust me, they bounce off me like Ping-Pong balls bounce off a brick wall. I’m impervious to their slurs because I know I’m only being myself when I write the stories that I do.
It’s been a good morning. I was up at 7:30 AM, to take my usual three-mile walk on the beach. I spent two hours writing fresh material for my novel-in-progress, and now lunchtime is approaching. Since I’m eating vegetarian these days, I’ll have a light lunch of cottage cheese, fruit, and a slice of whole wheat bread slathered with peanut butter.
I have a busy afternoon ahead of me. It’s what I call a “get shit done afternoon.” I’ll hit the wine market first. Then I’ll get a haircut. Then I’ll visit Home Depot for a variety of reasons. I need to replace an empty propane tank with a full one. I need to by a new lawn sprayer for weed control. And I need to choose a Formica sample for my vacation rental’s new kitchen counter top. Oh, and I need to buy a few cleaning supplies. That’ll all take a while, and then I’ll head home.
Have a nice Thursday, everyone.