Because of the virus,
No Kansas Oktoberfest for me.
Maybe next year.


Gave myself a haircut.
Gave myself a haircut.
Gate #3.
Hair is definitely getting darker.
Started checking again.
I can tell when it’s high
And it’s almost never high
No matter what I eat.
This is after a sweet potato.
30 minutes PP.
and a beer.
The true test is the morning reading.
Not good for starches.
These are 12 hours apart.
At least my body is healing enough
To have them occasionally.
I credit fasting.
It heals what is busted.
He’s all cuddles
Until the camera comes out.
Then he can’t get away fast enough.
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