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Had my head examined, or maybe it was just my teeth: once-every-five-year full-mouth dental x-ray.

Waited in line to sign up for a lottery. A lucky few get randomly selected each Wednesday.

This week I’m moving on exercise equipment rather than foot: it takes time to recover from a concussion. Some of the gym equipment in our building has been dispersed to separate rooms that can each be reserved by one person to reduce chances of Covid transmission.

I baked a big pot pie, he cleaned up, more pot pie for dinner on Tuesday.

Completed moving our Internet of Things over to a new hub. We can control all lights, temperature, etc., via our iPads, phones, voice (using smart speakers), wall switches, presence sensors (motion), or events (e.g., bright sunshine). It’s a geeky hobby.

Leftover mushroom risotto reappeared as patties, elevated by a salad from warm places.

Walked around Lake of the Isles while managing to stay upright. From now on, when it’s icy, I use a trekking pole.

Woke up to red, white, and blue beaming from the Capella Tower, downtown Minneapolis. It was easy to choose that today will be a great day.

Another at-home day: started moving 80+ Things managed by our Internet of Things hub to a different hub. Unlike the Samsung SmartThings hub I’m replacing, this Hubitat hub only needs to be connected to our home network, not the Internet. It’ll be more fast, secure and reliable.

I’m staying in, giving my brain a rest for a few days. Today’s excitement: the final countdown, just under five hours to go, 28-hour tonkotsu (pork bone broth). If I can’t go to Japan, then Japan can come to me

Stayed home, recuperated, maintained social distance from Mr. Têdé.

It is slippery out there: fell backwards, blanked out, got a concussion, felt really punk. I’m now back home, grateful for the lovely people at Methodist Hospital. This time next year we plan to be far away, in a Southern Hemisphere summer.

Walked home, avoiding puddles, with ingredients from an Asian supermarket. Most Americans would throw out some ingredients, but I’ll use them for three days of slow cooking a chicken bone broth, then carnitas, then a pork bone broth. We are not in a hurry.

Snow accumulated as we walked around Lake of the Isles.

Walked across the Mississippi from Nicollet Island on this 1893 Burlington Northern Santa Fe bridge, watching for freight trains, Northstar commuter trains, and cops. We then reversed course back across the bridge to avoid getting stuck in a narrow gap in a fence.

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