I'm exhausted. After this comic, I'm going to bed, althought it's only a bit past midnight.
I did some actual work today, hauling bags of trash out of my house that I'm trying to get ready for new tenants.
There's a lot of my stuff still over there, boxes of paperwork that accumulates over a lifetime of law and activism and junk mail.
It's very hard for me to be rational and go thru the boxes and throw away most of it, because i keep running into half-finished projects from years ago and getting distracted.
I stopped by the club, it was dead. I'd taken my truck to the house so I could move boxes, but I was too tired by then to load the truck... try again tomorrow.
Otherwise, I spent time today online reading about LBJ, and in the bathtub reading about Clinton. Southerners with troubled childhoods who decide to become corrupt presidents and settle old scores.
