April 26, 2020

Coffee at Dunkin' Donuts, then to Guglhupf for a loaf of white bread. I recited my Herbert poems this morning.

Studied French. Lots of rain last night. Still cloudy this morning.

Final day of HOPE conference today. Mostly a wrap up and overall impressions.

I had not exercised in three days, so as soon as the conference ended, I went for a 2-mile jog. Then a bit later I went for a 20-minute walk. It's a beautiful 74-degree day.

I revised my guide to the economics PhD and posted it on my website. I watched some scenes from old episodes of Better Call Saul. Read from Bateson's Guide to English Literature. He always mentions "American" critics with scorn.

Bored tonight. Lots of rain, which at least was entertaining. Read several of the poems in the new issue of Poetry and listened to one of their podcasts.

Worked on my review of Janek Wasserman's book on the Austrian economists. I've got a full draft now (almost 2,000 words). I still feel that I'm missing something.

Watched scences from Amadeus on YouTube. Loaded the dishwasher and started it.

Bored, bored, bored. The conference co-opted my weekend. I might take tomorrow off.


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