I've been looking for my phone for a couple of days now. I had it in a pair of pants that had pockets that were easy for the phone to fall out of. It could be anywhere.
I picked up some stuff I bought at an online auction at Battle Creek last night. I hate driving at night but I made it.
It turned cold today and last night. I guess winter is here.
I've been looking everywhere for my phone. I can't find it. I think I had it at work; but I had Sarah call me while I went through the Rec Center and I couldn't find it. I don't know where it went.
All the plastic nuts that hold on my nut covers for the Silverado are tight. It took grinding down the covers themselves to make it work.
I've been getting a lot of exercise, swimming. I've been trying to do 1/2 mile a day. I normally don't get the full swim in; I settle for around 15 to 18 laps instead of the whole 22. I'm feeling tired all the time. It's not bad for a 77 year-old.
I picked up a form to send to the national archives to see if the reserves had me labeled as crazy back in 1975.
I'm also waiting to hear from Chris about my private key. He still hasn't received the flash drive. Maybe the feds have it; it could have been stolen.