I gave my required talk last night to the good people of this town that is hosting me in a retreat - a house all to myself for a month to write. It was more like a fireside chat, very cosy. I sat down while I spoke - more talking than I have done in over a week. (Well, I t talk to myself, but not out loud.) Thank goodness there was a jug of water, I had to drink a lot to lubricate my throat. Two women, whom I had noticed for their responsive faces, came up after and introduced themselves, both writers. I looked them up on the net. That's the beauty of it, you can find out about anything or anyone any time. Both women are awesome. I never doubted it. Did I tell you the population of the town is 527 people? I wonder what the other 525 people do - well, one of them drove me home and she was born in Denmark and has lived all over the world. She and her husband liked it here, I think because of the dinosaurs, and decided to move in, about 6-7 years ago. She is a webmaster (mistress?) and is very good at it. Look up Stegner House, which is where I'm staying; she created the website.
who cares?
My blogging time has been cut by over 35 minutes because of two surveys. Is it an indication of the nations' economy that businesses now want to do surveys so frequently? Are they nervous? Do they want to put their fingers on the pulse of consumers? Pretty nosy, I'd say. I liked the first one, although it was too long. I got tired of the second one; they keep on sending me questions and half the time they get bogged down in their loading problems. And they keep offering me rewards and I don't want a reward. I just want to be left alone. Yet I'm curious about what they want to find out. And I sort of like quizzes and I miss my swimming so I have the time. But I'm getting hungry and I haven't written my blog yet. I guess it will have to wait. Why don't those survey people read blogs?