Events

That's the question I asked myself as I headed off to a 3½-hour rehearsal yesterday evening. The answer, of course, is that I voted, walked Cassie for 90 minutes, fielded an emergency at work despite it being a day off, and dealt with half a dozen smaller things around the house.

In a post yesterday, I implied that Defense Secretary Pete Hegseth has admitted having unnatural relations with a piece of furniture. That was incorrect; Vice President JD Vance was the member of the administration alleged to have had the sectional assignation. Hegseth is the one with Nazi tattoos.

A colleague at my day job poked around on the Daily Parker, not for the content, but for the software. I now have two more Jira cases.

A photographer is coming to my house tomorrow so we can list it on Tuesday. To prepare for this, I've removed about 30 boxes of stuff from the house, mostly books and movies, plus some bookcases and other furniture. Just now after lunch, I removed or put away most of the things I use daily in the kitchen and took everything off the fridge. The house looks great for real-estate photos but it doesn't really feel like my house anymore. Even my normally-cluttered office looks spartan.