It's been so quiet here this week that I wonder if DNS servers have forgotten about the place. The last post here was on the 18th announcing the death of Jesse Colin Young. No one has even bothered to report the death of George Foreman. 'Course, I never heard Foreman play guitar. I do have one of his grills, however.
Spring is making its presence known. We're in that in-between time when some days are shirtsleeve weather and others are still bundle-up days. The evenings are still quite crisp, so I haven't put away my sweaters and jackets just yet.
Baseball's opening day was in Tokyo for two games, which makes me think the world continues to lose its collective mind. The terrestrial Opening Day is Thursday. I'm looking forward to it!
Last night I had dinner with my daughter and her family. I hadn't seen them for several weeks, so it was good getting together. I have a guitar for my granddaughter that I'm hoping to bestow upon her next weekend. Today is the usual: church, lunch, practice, get some exercise, and read. It reads very boring but I'm quite happily retired, and I have several busy weekends coming up, so I think I'll just enjoy this one.
I hope everyone else does, too!