When I was a bit more coherent, I put on some of the iTunesU lectures; dumped a Philosophy and Science course, listened to lectures by a Nigerian intellectual, a meteorologist about the ozone layer, watched some works on braising meats, and then took another nap.
When my wife got home, she whipped up some soup, as our stocks of canned soup were completely depleted. Wild rice and mushroom with chicken; yum!
Netflix gave us via streaming Incident at Oglala, a documentary about a case from the 70s of a confrontation between the FBI and AIM, which didn't need to happen, and which led to the demise of the FBI agents. Justice, however, doesn't appear to have been served.
This morning, I feel much better. I think I might be able to get out and about for the day, but I must see to my spouse, because she didn't get as much rest as I did, yesterday. We shall see.
