In loving, living memory, John Melançon 1928 – 2007
The Instead is now in Sesuit harbor, Mom and I drove out to help Grandpa empty it and move it.
Ate a banana and a plum and a pear, and a few pistachios, but didn't really eat anything all day. Until dinner just now at Van Rensselaer's. My standard heaping, impossibly stacked salad bar plate, the spicy (not really) Thai tofu, bok choy, and rice early bird special, AND the portabello mushroom plate. Fantastic. And Grandpa's vegetables and some of his rice, and of course the bread, including at the end to leave the plate spotless.
I'd done so well not overeating since Yom Kippur... oh well. And I don't even feel overstuffed, only great.
Got a little bit of work done in between, so much to do, so much ADHD to deal with. Commented on the Semantic Web at Buyteart's blog.