Friday nonsense

Friday morning at 7H, sunrise colors that pass and fade, it would be mawkish to add "like life itself" but it's true, or would be true except that we keep it interesting and fun by rising to its challenges. Like what's for breakfast? and thinking an anchovy sandwich. Seven raw oysters dipped in hot pepper vinegar, black coffee, and an anchovy sandwich: one slice of thin wheat bread toast, lightly butter, layer with half a jar of anchovies, fold over and tuck in.

On calendar for Friday: read and write, where writing in this 21st century is not fingers gripping but tapping, tapping ...

Honk if you remember when PCB was like this from Long Beach to Philips Inlet