a boring entry

It is crisp out this morning. Some cloud cover, but not a truly grey day. Maybe it rained during the night, i really can't tell. It looks like the roof of the building in back is wet, but the road back there doesn't. i'm too lazy to go out on the balcony to check the road in front.

The funeral had to be postponed until yesterday. The military couldn't get an honor guard up for Tuesday. It worked out in one way. Master didn't have to buy a new suit, His bag made it down from Minneapolis the next day.

i must remember to make some changes to the lesson for today. If the class is going to be so small, the webquest activity is not going to work. i must call Abdulwahab and ask for my uni email info again, and talk to Imtiyaz about the key to the computer lab. That may work out better. It's really not convenient when everyone is gone before my class even starts. i guess it provides me with a discipline. i have to have everything in place, or it doesn't get got.

Max is out surveying his domain. i wonder just what goes on in his head as he looks at the world from up here. The other day he caught sight of some of the workers down below and gave them a friendly hello woof. We did a poor job of socializing him. He would have everyone in this country being his friend, if he just knew how.

fog horns

It became foggy today. It warmed up and then cooled down rapidly and now there is fog. i have the doors open. i hear a symphony of fog horns. i guess i've never given it much thought, a fog horn is a fog horn is a fog horn. But that isn't true. There is a high pitched one, maybe E above above middle C, there is a G below middle C, there is F above middle C and maybe one more. One will sound and then another will answer. It is interesting to listen to. In an odd way, very soothing.