My friend K encouraged me to look up an apple crisp recipe, since that’s what I seemed to be trying to make. I had tart apples left and made some apple crisp with oatmeal, butter, whole wheat flour, cinnamon, sugar–it turned out absolutely delicious, though baking was a dumb thing to do in the 90+ heat.
Wednesday’s supposed to be 101, Thursday 102–it’s another heat wave, and we plan to leave town Thursday–Wednesday I’m doing a focus group in the evening, downtown, for seventy dollars.
I have almost all the zines ready, in addressed, sealed envelopes–only a few are left, waiting for me to write a letter to include. It’s only 9 and I’m too tired to communicate straight–good night.
