52/433: Slow
May. 13th, 2026 12:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rejectomorphI still don't have the cadence of summer, though its weather has arrived early. I checked the temperature at ten o'clock and it was cool enough to open the windows and turn on the fan, but then I forgot to do it until just a few minutes ago. So it's still 79 degrees in here, and it could have been down to 75 by now had I been focused. I could also have been fixing dinner now, instead of waiting for the kitchen to get cooler before firing anything up. I'm so getting a whole bunch of fruit next time I shop. I need stuff to not cook.
I spent a lot of time Tuesday watching a video that took me back to the late 1960s, when I used to spend nights listening to a Los Angeles FM station that played less popular new music. It was the first place I ever heard Gordon Lightfoot, and last night I came across this recording of one of his early songs that I hadn't heard for decades. Now I'm temporarily obsessed with it. Damn, those were the good days. I think I knew it, even then.
I spent a lot of time Tuesday watching a video that took me back to the late 1960s, when I used to spend nights listening to a Los Angeles FM station that played less popular new music. It was the first place I ever heard Gordon Lightfoot, and last night I came across this recording of one of his early songs that I hadn't heard for decades. Now I'm temporarily obsessed with it. Damn, those were the good days. I think I knew it, even then.
