I was down in Indianapolis and I thought I’d call home. I said I would the night before. Meka answered and asked me what I was doing.
“Nothing,” I replied. The conversation didn’t last too long.
There were a lot of things I didn’t do on Saturday. I had planned to do a little writing. I thought I would call my friend out in Colorado. I planned to watch the U.S. Men’s’ Basketball team play for the gold medal in Beijing overnight. There’s a swimming pool in the hotel. I thought I might try it out. I did none of these things. But while I admit I didn’t do much Saturday, to say I did nothing would be untrue.
I caught up on my sleep, for example. I got about three hours Thursday night before jumping in the car before dawn on Friday and driving down here. Then, I stayed up the next 24 hours or so talking with my relatives in the kitchen of Aunt Inez’s house. I watched a few movies. The room comes with HBO, but I ended up watching both “Predator” movies on commercial cable. For some reason, TNT showed Predator 2 before they showed the first Predator. I took a bath. I probably haven’t taken a bath in several months. I do wash up, but normally I take a shower. There is no fan in the bathroom and I didn’t want to steam up the whole room. I ate dinner and went to White Castle for a midnight snack. I sat in the parking lot of the furniture store next to it and read a book while I listened to static filled news radio from Chicago.
When I got back to my room, I turned the air conditioner on. I don’t have a refrigerator in the room and so I wandered down to get ice. I poured myself a tall glass of Diet Pepsi. I called down to the lobby to get the latest access code for the Internet so I could upload this blog. Not all the action on Saturday was external. I spent a lot of time thinking. I don’t remember every thought and I’m sure there were some “dead zones” throughout the day. I remember thinking a lot about my Great Aunt Inez, but I did devote some brain cycles to other relatives. Some of my thoughts went down on paper; you may read about them in a day or a week, depending on the next time I have a chance to do nothing.