Fuck, fuck, fuck. It's getting ridiculous. Stewardess on the Amsterdam Seattle leg recognized me. Even recalled where I was sitting the previous time. I mean I don't fly Seattle-Amsterdam-Cape Town...
Most fantastical splendiferous son. Burned my hand making tea while Colin was making dinner. Number one son calmly got the med pac out of his backpack, applied burn salve, got bandages and gauze,...
Apparently I should lay off reading FB on my phone, i.e. without the FBP filtering my laptop has, late at night while on the road by myself. It makes me want to scrap our plans to buy a sailing yacht...