(short, not sweet, always a photo)
I resisted. I resisted consuming more than fifteen minutes of news.
What I did consume made me look forward to my impending mammogram.
After the mammogram, I decided to explore South Austin, a part of town I'm not very familiar with.
I didn't really think there would be armadillos, but I thought I'd take a look anyway. None to be found. But it was the looking--camera in hand--that was important.
And then down the road a piece I found the Rio Grande Tortillaria. The tortillas are wonderful and the salsa de arbol has a rich red flavor that approaches the flavor of New Mexico red chile.
As for the dread: it won't go away until 45 and his minions do. In the meantime, I enjoy fresh tortillas, try not to overdose on news and continue my search for armadillos.