I got up at 8:30. Had donuts and coffee. Had a couple of cigarettes. Then tried to wake him, he said he'd just lay down and the alarm on his phone was set. It is now 10:30. If he woke up now, he would have to take his meds straight away, and then make something to eat in a hurry and then going back to bed. With no time to do anything. So I don't know what to do.
Oh, and the TV is off, so I guess that's out as an entertainment option today.
There was a HUGE cat fight between Simon and Vader last night. There are pieces of them all over the hall and my bedroom. I took a picture, but it just doesn't do it justice, so I think I'm going to make a short video of it. The vacuum is going to wrap its cord around my neck and suck my brains out for this mess. And it was especially built to deal with pet hair.
It is a dreary, Pittsburgh grey day. If you've never spent Sunday in Pittsburgh, you just won't get it. It's a special kind of gloom It's snowing up on Mt. Charlston today. We just get clouds. They aren't calling for rain, just wind. So, gloomy valley and snowy mountain
The other night, in memory of Rebel's coach Jerry Tarkanian's recent passing, the strip and Fremont St. dimmed their lights. And a Vegas account snarked at the High Roller (World's largest ferris wheel) for not going dim. The High Roller (because of course it has to have its own Twitter account) snarked back that they could't go dim according to the FAA, because incoming planes needed to be able to see it before they crash into it. It was hilarious. Twitter is fun sometimes.
I think I'll have some cereal.