Dragons' Teeth

Did an enormous amount of weeding yesterday, and 15 minutes of wrestling with the hose, since the sky, though grey, showed little intention of actually raining. Very little actual planting, and planting is the fun part.

Fuckin' nettles are like those mythological dragons' teeth sown by Cadmus! If you're not nimble enough to pull out the entire root, a thousand new nettles spring up overnight from the mutilated stump of the original nettle.

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Today I am off to the neurologist for a cognition test.

This is something I promised Ichabod I would do after the Wellbutrin overdose debacle in Ithaca last Thanksgiving.

No, I don't think my cognition is hovering anywhere near the dementia zone, but of course, I wouldn't, would I?

And I am at risk, I suppose: Both Jane and Annie, my mother's two sisters, had severe dementia at the end of their lives, and my maternal grandmother (whom I never met) was picked up smeared in feces wandering the trashcan circuit in Miami Beach a few decades back. My mother didn't have dementia, but she was definitely wayyyy eccentric, and maybe she would have developed it had she lived longer.

It's probably not a bad idea to have some sort of baseline here.

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Also, apparently, RTT can perform marriages within the City of Ithaca.