I worked until well past midnight last night. Like a goof, I had forgotten I was on a late shift, and set a before-work appointment for the early morning. As a result, I woke up at five a.m., rushed out the door, did the thing...and then found myself with six hours to fill.
A bicycle ride to fetch donuts -- I pedaled hard, so maybe the calories will cancel out? -- and a short nap seemed to do the trick, but sleep hit me like a hammer when I finally got home and laid down. It's possible I'm not as young as I once was.
I hope I managed to rescue a frog. I happened to walk through the huge garage at the site where I was working and something went "Eeep!" and hopped weakly away, dragging a trail of dust and lint. I was a smallish frog, which had probably wriggled in through a gap at the corner of one of the overhead doors. I carried it out to a damp patch near a high curb, where it would have a chance to dodge at least some of the things that eat frogs. There are crickets a-plenty in the garage, some of them big enough to let a small frog know it had been in a fight, but no water
T. R. MCELROY'S STREAMLINED TELEGRAPH KEYS
1 year ago