Buzzing

Off for a bit of a rope climbing session with beloved son's girlfriend; she's a fantastic athlete, fun to watch climb, and very sweet to spend some time with me. It can help your form to see expert climbers in action, although of course the transfer is not enough. I managed to follow a pretty hard route without flying off, so that made the workout worthwhile.
Bus ride home, nothing too strange, other than the skateboard dude who seemed to think leaving his board halfway into the aisle was just fine. At one point it rolled completely across the space, making it impossible to pass by. He was apparently indifferent, causing comments to bubble up from nearby seatmates. Maybe he was tired.
Not liking the last Angela Carter novel I found, will have to dip into the collected short stories of Tennessee Williams which I got for our nonegenarian's pleasure. She's relishing them, and the rest of us are curious, not knowing Williams by anything but his wonderful dramas.