Thu, Jul 9, 2020:  Day 111 of self-quarantine:  Mike went off to shoot skeet with Darwin this afternoon.  I’m getting ready to play spades for a while with an unknown partner.  Our pork roast last night turned out to be pork steaks.  Mike must have bought them at least a year ago.  The way it was wrapped, it looked like a pork roast.  Oh well, pork steaks are almost as good.  Low 90s today.  Hope Mike is careful.

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