Click images for desktop size: "Lobby Card: Earth VS The Flying Saucers"This was a day of walking, not the forced marches of prior weeks, but the strolls that bring calm and peace. I missed Ethel. She had to walk through desert and stone. Today good ol' dog and I walked through grass and woods.

I spent the day going through the papers looking for work. When I got bored doing that I started a search for a baseball team I could join. I found a lot of softball teams, even plenty of choices for slow and fast pitch but no baseball leagues. In a town that features a Triple A pro team I'd have thought the choices would be larger. I'll keep searching. It might be that I'm just looking in the wrong places. I still feel desperate about not working, but not the desperation that leads to despair and depression. I feel an urgency but not in panic. Maybe tomorrow will bring the good news I need to keep feeling positive and looking forward. The 2 cats here are pretending to love me. This is an obvious ruse, as they keep slipping up and reveal their real intent is cold blooded murder. I don't drop my guard even for a minute and can tell the difference between purring and growling. I don't blame the cats. They can't help it if they are evil, they're just born that way; they're merely cats and, as we all know, have a bred in duty to destroy humanity, and as I was always reminded, a deep physical need to hit good dogs in their noses. I just now received an email telling me my team lost their first game of the season yesterday 8-6. I feel badly for them but losing is as important as winning. We learn from both of them about ourselves and about our opponents; which means we learn how to live. I note that without the incredible daily stress I was under I feel weaker and feel the twinges and pains more clearly. I'm less of a juggernaut and more of a human being. I prefer being a person to being a machine.

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