When I got to the Land Trust a little before 10, Nancy was there and we talked some about the job. I need to bring my passport in for the work eligibility requirement, not knowing where my actual social security card is these days. I told her I needed a job description and she suggested I start working on one.

I had a quick lunch with Becky and then went out to Mr. C's house to teach him some more about his computer. Mrs. C. paid me for three sessions. I will need to report that when I sign in for my unemployment next week and it will reduce my benefit.

When I went to get Ray, he needed to pick up the van and go get gas, so I rode with him. Then we went home and made supper. It was cool and misty all day--it felt like Nova Scotia, and I kind of liked it. But not much happened in the garden. Even though I put netting over the strawberries, something is still eating them. Fortunately, only 2 or 3 at a time. I pick them a little less ripe than ideal, so it won't get them. I made the bok choy noodle salad, and Ray cooked the chicken. It was an okay dinner, but not as good as I had hoped. Only one bok choy left; this one had started to go to seed; maybe that made it a little bitter. Some of the broccoli are starting to make heads; it's amazing to watch the progress. Only one egg, I am sad to say, but I let the chickens out for an hour or two anyway.

Saw a little bit of The Running Man, maybe my favorite bad movie, with Arnold Schwarzenegger. If you haven't seen it, the premise is what I love. Convicts are given a chance (like the Roman gladiator fights) to be on a TV show, with Richard Dawson as the evil emcee only concerned about ratings. They run and fight "heroes" who are armed with all kinds of advanced weapons (like flamethrowers), and yet somehow Arnold manages to win (spoiler alert). Very corny, including a romantic interest, in a shiny spandex suit.

However, not good bedtime fare, so I was able to resist watching it all. Surely, I could write something at least that good...