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Yesterday was August 4.   It rained all day and all night (at the lake, visiting my daughter and son-in-law). I watched Netflix all day and night, confirming my fear that if I had Netflix I would do nothing else than sit in front of the screen all day and all night,  just  watching. My son-in-law is sure that I will give in and sign up and become a couch potato, although he didn't use that description.  I guaranteed him that I will not.  I have work to do, ideas to pursue, projects to finish.

And miles to go before I veg out.

happy august third already

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I'm in Boston with Matt, visiting my daughter and family. We flew here yesterday morning and I was planning  to write a big  blog in the afternoon, in the cool of the basement TV room. Kate had set up Matt with a movie there - or so I thought.  It wasn't a movie, it was a Netflix marathon, 17 episodes of a Marvel Comic series.

So no blog.

 Listen,  I know me: if it flickers i'll watch it.  So I watched, and got hooked. If I had Netflix I wouldn't get any work done. Nada.  I wouldn't read or write or think.  I would just gaze, slack-jawed, at the screen.  Well, maybe i'd watch the Blue Jays, but with the way they're playing these days, I might not.

I am not to be trusted with games or Netflix.

Today we are driving to Maine for a long weekend on their "pond".  Anon, anon.  (That's English for à bientôt.)