I didn't go to the People's Climate March, mostly out of claustrophobia but also because I nonchalanted the morning away. I didn't go to the dojo or the gym or for a bike ride. I didn't have lunch. I didn't write a poem or a letter. I didn't stand on my head, eat lima beans or wet my pants: I wasn't ever going to do any of those. I bought a present for my brother who is turning a -zero age next week. I worked, practiced the shofar, talked to my mother, read Chaucer with Johnny & threw out a dozen candles & candle-holders, 2 or 3 of them pretty nice, but I never light candles so why have one more thing getting dusty in my house? I ate challah french toast but am going home to a salad.