Another boring Saturday night home alone. Channel 13 shows classic movies on Saturday night, but when analog TV shuts down next week, I won't be able to watch 13 anymore. Without an outdoor antenna, digital reception is spotty, and channel 13 (PBS) doesn't come in at all.
Just chased a horsefly out of my room. Last I saw it was in the kitchen. The window's open in there so hopefully it'll find its way out.
Trying to write a story, but I can't even write one sentence. I really want to write something like The Red Robins by Kenneth Koch, but I know I'll never be able to write anything so weird and wacky and all-over-the-place. I haven't finished a short story in six years, and that was under pressure of a deadline for class.