Sunday, July 18, 1999

0052

A cool, cloudy morning as I bicycle to 8:30 Mass, using the refreshing shortcut through the park both ways. Back home, pick a variety of veggies to bake w/ chicken, and put a rack of beans out in the car, under the hatchback, to dehydrate.

I hear increasing buzz about Y2K, just a few months away, and I realize that I've inadvertently put myself in a quite enviable position here. I have all the means of survival, with or without the power grid or government props or industrial dependence. You could say I'm feeling pretty smug right about now.

A restful afternoon: with a soft rain falling, I write a long letter to my sister.

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