Recliner. Muumuu. Padres game on the TV. I needed all this today.

Honestly, this is like finding out that a person you thought was dead actually just passed away.

Watching video of Tim Walz at a Wisconsin rally in the hot outdoors and pausing a while as someone in the audience got help for heat exhaustion.

“Take care of one another,” he told supporters, making sure that person got treatment and water. He kept an eye on the person being treated and asked others nearby if they needed water, too.

Ultimately, he said this campaign “[is] not about mocking. It’s not about name calling.” It’s about taking care of one another.

I don’t know who this Canadian broadcaster is, but I want her glasses and her earrings.

I think I know who I’m rooting for in the Kamala Harris veepstakes.

My office intern is a big fan of watching YouTube sports talk from San Diego.

Showed F a package of mini naan from Whole Foods and she went “Awwww” like I showed her a litter of orange kittens.

For once, I’m prepared properly to watch my Padres at home here in greater Chicagoland.

This is Monday around 6:30 a.m. Central time at Chicago O’Hare. This may explain why our Delta flight from San Diego was canceled the day before and why we drove to Phoenix to catch a flight home (because there were none to be had from anywhere in Southern California).

So we’re finally laying my sister to rest tomorrow. Been in town tying up loose ends. Had hoped to help our brother with cleaning the house today but ended up bouncing around three different bank branches to close out my sister’s account. That was surprisingly tiring.

Did get to spend time with her at our hotel, which she was very fond of. They served her favorite chilaquiles at breakfast. Brought her some this morning. Her favorite iced mocha came later.

I find myself tired a lot lately. Had to go nap after breakfast with friends this morning.

Hoping that a cold brew during a little Hobo(nichi Weeks) time will revive me this hot Saturday afternoon.

Thought long and hard about whether to try road-tripping to Fort Wayne tomorrow to check out Yu Darvish’s start with the High-A TinCaps. But even with the day off work, it’s almost a 4-hour drive each way for a night game, and C and I have to work the next morning.

Still looking to head over for a Sunday day game before the season is over, though. Yu (hopefully) won’t be starting then, but that’s okay.

Six months after setting this up, I am playing significant catch-up with my Hobonichi Weeks, complete with new Raygun stickers.

So, now we’re looking at a mid-July graveside service for E and a “celebration of life” reception afterward. The initial plan was to do this sometime this month, but a COVID spike in California made me especially leery of scheduling something in June. I know, it might not necessarily let up in July, but at this point, it just needs to be done.

The funeral home wasn’t much help after leaving me hanging for 2 weeks on plans for a June event, anyway. I finally have a phone appointment with them next Tuesday to work out graveside details. (I’m looking at a restaurant or event venue that will be far cheaper and have better and more generous food options than the overpriced memorial park.)

Now I have something new to distract me: ideas for an informal reception where we can eat, drink, and share stories – and where we can be as generous to friends and family as Eleanor was in life. There will be sadness, yes, but there will be food and laughter. That’s the goal, anyway.

Sometimes I just want to just scroll through a social media timeline without the pressure of a post prodding me about what I’m doing or thinking.

Guy made baseball history with 13 straight strikeouts. This is how he celebrates.

Respect.

Proud of myself for celebrating National Italian Beef Day one day late on Sunday with a Portillo’s drive-thru order.

Another weekend, another Pokemon Go Community Day with the teenager. Here’s my friend code if you’re a fellow traveler.

Our Lady of the Laser Pointer, pray for us.

Truth. ☹️

I feel seen.

A little late for this, but I still appreciate it.

It dawned on me that I haven’t posted on Facebook in months. I stayed there in large part b/c my friend Jay used it so much.

Jay died last June. My enthusiasm for Facebook waned shortly thereafter. For some reason, my interest in the site declined more after my sister died (even though she didn’t use any social media).

I probably won’t quit the site. But it feels so sad and useless to me now. And honestly, I don’t miss it that much.

F and I made Filipino-style leche flan for the first time. It’s moments like this when I miss not having Mom and my sister around to try it and tell us how to improve it.

The flan turned out great. Hoping Mom and Eleanor are proud on this Mother’s Day.

Just watched an episode of “Everybody’s in L.A.” There’s a great segment with Fred Armisen assembling a “focus group” of old L.A. punks, including Exene Cervenka of X, Mike Watt of the Minutemen, and Lee Ving of Fear. Between that and Steve Albini dying of a heart attack, I am feeling my age. 😐