February 7, 2021

Vivaldi’s Bajazet.

Blanket of snow. The one mark in my show just now is the place where I threw a chunk of meat and it skidded a little across the driveway, and where it stopped, soft parallel lines where Sweetboi plunged down and swept it away without touching ground.

Second time slightly off meat from Fresh Market has made me sick. My guess is Sweetboi feels nothing like it.