April 19, 2016

Pond is now electrified. Almost as soon as it was filled, it received a blanket of maple keys. I suppose if it were areal pond in a real forest it would have the same. Disaster hits my email. I get hacked, send out bogus messages to selected people, discover that my contacts list has been erased (building now for 20 years) and that my new mail gets deposited, for some reason, in “Recently Deleted.”   I have a hard time negotiating the pointless.
   
M’s retirement party, where we sing my adaptation of “American Pie.” M was a blaze of energy and dedication, and what is more, the only person senior to me in the department. Now I’m the Grand Old Man and I’m not up to it.