Roan and I are at home today, as the Pink Eyed Monster has struck. I may have it, not sure. I don’t see red, Stacey does.

But Ro is getting over it, so home we are.

He’s watching an old Micky Mouse cartoon, back from when they used actual ink. It’s an episode where Minnie Mouse is trying out first aid on Pluto and a cat.

The odd thing is, when she looks in her first aid book for reference on how to bandage an eye, the subject in the picture is a human being.

I hadn’t even realized there were human beings in this alternate Mickeyverse.

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Does anyone else’s handwriting vary wildly depending on mood? Seriously, my handwriting is all over the map. Any one of the various styles is recognizable as mine, usually, but there is a wide variety between the modes of writing… I think I have multiple handwriting personality disorder.

To write consistently, even on the same page, or through a single sentence, takes an enormous amount of concentration for me. Almost like I’m drawing the sentence instead of writing it.

Handwriting analysis is about the only far-out thing I believe in, sort of. I think handwriting tells you something about a person, I just haven’t a clue what. Whenever I see two similar samples of handwriting from two different people, I always wonder what it is that links those two together. Is it just the handwriting, or is there some fundamental aspect of their person that is similar? Dunno.

Even more bewildering are people who’s handwriting is bizarrely consistent, almost like they write in a font. I don’t know what it says about the person, but I find it humbling, like I’m in the presence of a great artist.

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Last night, I had some modest success duplicating a grilled scallion (cebollitas) recipe I’ve had in a mexican restaurant in New Orleans. My friend Josh, who is back in New Orleans, went to the restaurant for me and grilled them (no pun intended) on the recipe. It’s simple, deceptively simple: toss scallions in oil and salt, grill for 3-4 minutes each side, then toss with lime juice, serve.

I had thought there was vinegar involved, which led me down the wrong path for years. Plus, I was adding lime juice before grilling.

Live and learn.

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After lunch, we’re going to tackle a boatload of errands, so if you notice people at the Comcast payment center, Lowes, Krogers, and Best Buy looking like they recently got pink eye from a young child… well, I’m sure I don’t know how that happened.