a totally uninspired day

It's the year of doing without, after the years of abundance, freedom, excess. I'm settling into it, looking for the free or cheap shows and buying just the bare necessities and stretching supplies to last longer. But it's very straining, this poverty, the fighting, the counting the dollars again and again, doing the math, checking the work schedule and seeing it empty.
I buy food when I'm poor. I make sure I eat well. Austrian pumpkin seed oil and huge organic local garlic bulbs and corn salad and pickled garlic scapes. I don't like going without, culinarily.
And hamish makes sure he's got a beer in his hand every single day, at least one.
There are worse things, there are better things.