I got a letter from Michael and he was all hyped for his release. I sure hope he can make a success of that experience. I had a pellet truck for Harvest State to start with - undocumented as usual. It looks like it is going to be a hot day. There is no ball game today so I'll go home and get caught up on some sleep. I will call the insurance company later on and get something going there.

I got caught up on the paper work and they hauled in another circle from Western Empire.  I called the insurance company and they said they had no claim on my policy so I am just waiting for the shoe to drop. I thought I might have something from the Police in the mail. So far nothing. The uncertainty and waiting are the killers. I was able to get the entries for Schimmele entered and some copies made for the other two. I just did not have the gumption to get letters out.

I did not get in any exercises and I pretty much skipped lunch and ate some corn and salad for supper. The sore throat was worse and I was beginning to feel lousy. I called Art and as I figured he did not go to the game because he could not find anyone to go with him. I tried watching a movie, Bechet, and finally gave up and went to bed before the sun went down. I tossed and turnd and had a fever all night so it was not that restful.

It was good getting a letter from Michael. I hope that release goes all right. I have to set up the Visa card and the phone account. I guess anticipating that event was the Most Poisitve Memorable Moment of the day.