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The GI doctor informed me yesterday that the procedure performed would be the last one I would have to endure. Many thanks were given.

I didn't do much to celebrate. A plate of Udon noodles with beef at the local hole in the wall Japanese restaurant and then the rest of the day rehydrating and snoozing. I did try to read a little, but snoozing took center stage.

Hot blue sky here in the upper left. I think that I am getting old because the heat doesn't bother me the way that it used to. Don't get me wrong, 100-degree weather does make me flee to the dark cave that is my studio, but where 70-ish used to be the upper end of my comfort zone, I have come to appreciate 80's and low 90's.

There isn't much else going on. Today I am thinking about how people who harp on about the "need" for relocalization spend so much time fretting about things happening on the international stage. This appears to me to be quite the conflict in goals.