I finally stopped sleeping on the foam mattress from my dead truck, that's been on the floor of the garage. I rearranged my bedroom upstairs and I've been there the last few nights. My watch said I slept well last night, and I concur, had some very deep dreams.

My body is still really sore all over and it sucks, but hey, it could be so much worse. I took a shower this morning and wandered out to the front porch, drinking water instead of booze, which I've sworn off of.

My homeless neighbor across the street under the freeway has got himself a chair. It sure beats sitting on a concrete incline, or up in the dark at the top. It's also Sunday so the food kitchen I used to volunteer at, is closed.

It's going to get rough here shortly as that cold and snow storm sweeping the country is descending on us. It's actually 70° here now, but forecast to drop down to the thirties by tomorrow.

I need to figure out a way to get him a meal, but unfortunately I don't have any extra blankets. Hopefully he will make it into the shelter.