Memo Challenge

Rather than writing a “memo” here about three times a year, which is pretty pathetic, I'm going to try to post something more often—and keep them short. For as long as I can remember I have spent some time, usually on weekends, sitting at the counter of a diner, writing in a notebook. Over breakfast, most likely. Haven't been doing that lately. Also, I haven't, except on rare occasions, been talking to anyone, and no one emails, anymore; one person, only, has written me letters; and I can't text. I mean, I can't type on that tiny keyboard, so I speak texts, which my phone then translates into something barely coherent. Sure, I am officially “on” multiple forms of social media, but I'm also unofficially through with them all. SO, in the event that anyone wants to know what's up with me, check back here, to the Memo page from time to time. Or ignore it—that's okay, too. But who knows, it might get interesting, or personal, or embarrassing, or funny. But mostly, probably, goofy. And that's okay, I hope.

RR 8.6.20