5/15/16

Insoluble

There is a spoken word performance event at the library this afternoon. A certain Elisabeth is catering with a tray of cut vegetables, dip, and lemonade. I consider Elisabeth while the words trip up the tongues of the alternating audience members who venture to the microphone. She has poise. Ten jets are on a ship to Guam. Nine of them are flawless. I have a friend at Raytheon who connects me with another engineer; I attempt to call him regarding a questionable lithium supplier. An obit in tomorrows paper is a light and admiring comedy. I buy shares in Nevada water rights.

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