Ran four miles, smoked two cigarettes, ate 6-piece California roll, a mini-bundt cake (poppy seed) now I sit and drink because I don’t want to read. Red Hook and potato chips. Tim’s. Very Northwest. Rainier is out again.
Jerry Jerry. Ex-cop from LA. Then Galt and Galt’s buddy is who? Ex-military. I need to go back and check my notes re meeting in a bar. Army talk. Then the trip to Canada – not with Jerry.
I got nothing. Zonked.