Still enduring a raft of technical difficulties, with respect to the myriad electronic devices I try and use every day. It could be the equivalent of mental waterboarding, or being tickled while hog-tied to a bedpost.

As if that weren’t frustrating enough, I see that there is a threat of peanut butter prices spiking due to some sort of shortage. What’s next, a plague of locusts? Golf balls with no dimples? Ear goiters??

A man only has so much resolve he can dip into, to keep moving forward every day...

Chow for now.