Day 3128
Woof. More than six months since I wrote on here. Time flies by.
I always keep meaning to write more long form essays, and apparently today is the day I start (or at least until another six months go by).
This quarantine is messing up a lot of people. I know that for me, my default position is to just sit at home and do nothing. It takes effort to go out and do stuff, whether that's a movie, dinner, concert, ball game, or any of it. But I make that effort because it's satisfying when I do. It makes me feel better. And now, the forced default is to stay inside. A good chunk of me is ecstatic. But there's still the part of me that realizes that it can be unhealthy. So I'm making safe little sojourns. I have to.
But what I want to write about here is things that make me happy. Today happens to be about books and food, but I have a lot of stuff rattling around, and I'd rather add something good, rather than something negative to this narrative of 2020.
I have a lot of favorite authors. I'm also a fan of mysteries/thrillers. Lawrence Sanders has written a bunch of them, and as I just finished the most recent book I was reading, I looked over my bookshelves, and saw "The First Deadly Sin" by Sanders. It's been probably more than 15 years since I last read it. I'm about 200 pages into it now. Creepier than I remember. But the main character, policeman Edward X. Delaney, is a character that's always stuck with me. One of the things he's done in the books is to make impressive sandwiches, sit down, and ponder the case he's working on. Ironically, he has yet to do that in this novel (so far), but that hasn't stopped me from doing it myself.
Yesterday, I went to Marcs and got ham, turkey, corned beef, swiss cheese, and lettuce. I also had bologna waiting at home. It takes about a good ten minutes of prep, but making two dagwood-sized sandwiches is worth it. I did it yesterday, and I did it today. Reading the book and eating the sandwiches are a wonderful experience. I don't do it for every book, but it just feels right whenever I read one by Lawrence Sanders.
