Blogging with Guy – Sunday, May 5, 2015
I woke up at 9:00 a.m. Today was full moon. I weighed one hundred sixty-six point five pounds in the bathroom. I ran six point zero three miles down Beverly. My running time of forty-eight minutes, sixteen seconds, and seventy-eight centiseconds. Uncle Greg and I went home at ten eighteen. I made breakfast. In Uncle Greg’s black Nissan, I drew Connie D’Amico in the small notebook. I went with him to Sam’s Club in Evergeen Park. I bought bratwurst and Fuji apple. Uncle Greg and I drove back home in his sedan. I mowed the lawn. I trimmed the edges with a dark-green clipper. I went back home at twelve forty-nine p.m. In Uncle Greg’s black sedan, I read running magazines back in Evergreen Park. We didn’t go to 115 Barbon st because it was too crowded so Uncle Gregory Chad Yasutake and I dove to Barracos. I ordered pizza and Shirley Temple with ice cubes. I watched the Minnesota Twins versus Chicago White Sox game on Comcast SportsNet with Uncle Greg Yasutake. The waitress brought us white food container. I watched a baseball game on the channel. In Uncle Greg’s Nissan, I read magazines. I went back home some more at two forty-six. In the midafternoon, we saw Kalyn Yasutake, Kelly Sonoko Yasutake, Aunt Debra Joe Yasutake, and Uncle David Michael Yasutake. In the late afternoon, we watched a game on the black television with everybody in the family room. Upstairs, I solved an easy circular Sudoku in the book in my room. In the evening and downstairs, I watched “The Rocket: The Legend of Rocket Richard” with Anthony Philip Zeller, Kalyn, and Dad. I read the Chicago Tribune on my white iPad in the living room. In the late-night evening, I washed the knife. In the late-night, I went to sleep.