I have been struggling all day trying to transfer the image of a flyer for my play in New York and I can't do it. It's not that I'm a Luddite; I wish I weren't. I'm just inept. My friend Marla suggests that my difficulty is related to my navigational challenges. I've told you before I can't find my way out of a paper bag, nor down the hall back to the right elevator after I have just checked into my hotel room. I go the wrong way. In fact, if you tried to follow my directions you would find that I am infallibly incorrect. So with computer directions or TTC directions, for that matter. I can't follow them. I think it's because I have no concept of spatial relations.

It's no fun.

And it's not age-related. I've told the story before, that when I was eight (in Grade Five - how could they do that?) my teacher had forgotten something so she chose who she thought was the smartest kid in the class (smart in some things) and asked me to go to her home and get something for her. Well, I found my way to the area where she lived and then I couldn't find her house. I asked for help from - a neighbour? Eventually, I returned with the missing object. I don't remember that part. I just remember wandering. I am never late because I always allow enough time to get lost.

So I suppose it's natural (?) for this ineptitude to follow me onto a computer screen. If you don't hear from me, you'll know why. I wish I could send you the flyer. I think Marla put it on Facebook for me. I'll see if I can find it.

Not so happy but I'm here.

....AND the day is not over. The Dodgers just won the 6th game so we go to a 7th and final game to determine who wins the World Series this year. I'm so old I remember when they were the Brooklyn Dodgers. Don't tell me how many years they've been in Los Angeles.

Remember Winnie the Pooh? (1926) Before my time too, but how could anyone forget? There's lots of new activity these days about the little bear from Winnipeg. That's also a fact they won't let you forget. Well, I've been thinking of Tigger. Haven't checked it lately but I seem to remember that when Tigger showed up in that little group of friends, no one knew what he wanted to eat and he didn't know either. So Pooh took him aroiund to his friends and tried their different preferences on him. I remember Tigger's positive distaste for Eeyore's diet - was it oats? - no, something thorny. [IT WAS THISTLES. I LOOKED IT UP.] I'll have to look it up but not now, it's late. Before he sampled them, Tigger said that was what tiggers liked best until aargh! he tasted them. Nope, not oats - THISTLES.

I'm like Tigger, and not just about food. Tigger liked bouncing, too. Whatever is going on, I get enthusiastic, or if not enthusiastic, at least eager. - that is, when I'm not so tired and tense, and I say mmm, that's what Bettyjane likes best. So It keeps me up late at night, late for the game just concluded, for example. I should go to bed.

After all, tomorrow is another day.....