A newsy item on Global TV News announced that God is withdrawing from Twitter. I didn’t know He was on Twitter. It made me think of a line from The Lady’s Not for Burning. Alisoun, who had been set to be a nun, finds a husband instead, so her family scraps the idea of a religious vocation. Someone asks her what she thinks of Humphrey as a prospective bridegroom, and she replies, “He’s not God, of course.” (I hope I got the names right.)

Anyway, whoever was issuing directives on Twitter is not God, of course, and now he’s leaving. The announcer went on to say that Twitter is dwindling, decreasing in numbers. Well, it’s a good thing. Every time I have someone interested in “following” me, whatever that means, I delete them if there is a K after the number of followers the Tweeter already has. Who has time to pay attention to that many followers? They’re not God.

But I don’t know what a follower is supposed to do, or say or tweet. I also don’t know what trendings are. Not trends - trendings. I asked in a tweet but none of my followers answered. I asked in a specifically targeted tweet (o my grandson) what a podcast is. William is a whiz-bang of a Twitterer and he answered immediately. Very efficient. He has several thousand followers. I guess he can manage them.

That makes me think of Ellsworth Tooey – I think that was his name (Toohey?) – in Ayn Rand’s novel, The Fountainhead. He started several small think groups related in interest though not in power to big, legitimate associations and then, by a series of weaselly moves, he took over the power. Why? Never mind. I am not going to recommend that you read the book. (Aargh.)

See, the older you get and the more you read and experience, the more you are reminded of something you already know. I don’t think I’ll ever run out of blogs. Of energy, yes, but not of blog material.

That’s all for now. I’m tired.

But it’s far from over. I was stiff and sore today, I suppose because I braced my back and hips too much against the pull of the removal process.(The skin is very thin over the shin bone.)

I ached enough that I finally took a pill so I could write, I mean so I could sit up at the desktop and write. I wrote another scene. The good news is I know these people (my characters) so well that I love to sit and listen to what they have to say.

So, dinner: I don’t often discuss food but I’d like to tell you a simple, fast, low-cal, low-cost, good-tasting meal. It’s a vegetarian “pizza”.

Start with the base, not pizza dough. Use a tortilla of whatever diameter suits you or that you have in stock. Or use a Naan, or a wide but thin slice of focaccia bread. Spread a few tablespoons of tomato salsa over the surface, your choice as to its heat (mild, medium or hot). Now the fun: lots and lots of veggies. Chop up a bunch of vegetables and steam them briefly in the microwave just to give them a head start. You can use a selection of eggplant, red and/or green peppers, red onion, mushrooms, asparagus, green beans, celery, (garlic? - )whatever you have in your crisper that you want to use up. When tender-crisp, the veggies go on top of the salsa. I don’t season at this point but if you want to sprinkle on some Italian herbs, you can if you want. Now generously sprinkle grated cheese over the vegetables – Mozzarella or Parmesan or an Italian mix. Bake for 5 minutes in a 400-degree oven.

That’s what I had for dinner tonight. Num.

I feel better. I hope you do, too.