i had a rough night last night. penny girl was going nuts she was like attacking me for affection. i know i'm a poor substitute for r. but i guess she decided to love the one you're with and i'll have to do. she was drooling like a downspout and i had to wipe her chin and cheeks and my arm and puter. i finally fled and she chased me around the house, she jumped on the sink and i rubbed her face, then washed mine, she was nutty, everywhere i went she popped up yowling for love. 
but that film vox lux disturbed me, and not in a good way. it was creepy, in a negative way. it was soulsick.
this morning i don't know which way to go, i want to see the bikes on the drive. i kind of wish i had mister's cherriot ready to attach to my bike, but i think i'll go try that picture with peace glasses again, maybe with the good camera. the sky is clear. i heard back from the audubon precedent, i said to her, i'm staying tuned, judy, and she said she's waiting for one missing piece. i thought she's blown me off, i'll just remind her of that, i don't expect any great revelation, i think if she's part of the land grab, this may just be the same tactic of the obomba fundation, delay delay, and hope the questions go away. 
so i feel weird going to the island today, what to say to the birders, and maybe the precedent will show, and i'm too tired to think about the destruction of the park today.