  9:20 a.m. Saturday, Day 96. Oy! It was hard getting up this morning! Salt. Yes, once again salt has disrupted my sleep, puffed up my face, and given me huge dark circles under my eyes. In case the chefs of the world are reading this right now, I would like to send a message to each and every one of them: STOP OVERSALTING THE DAMN FOOD IN YOUR DAMNED RESTAURANT. Seriously, I need to just send the whole dish back to the kitchen as soon as I taste that bitter, metallic flavor. I mean, I asked for no salt, right? Did they somehow interpret that as “Please add EXTRA salt to my food, because you know my doctor said it would be good for me to raise my sodium intake significantly”?
I’m a little bummed about it, because I love that restaurant, but it’s getting to where it’s too risky to eat there. Can’t tell whether I’m going to be poisoned or not. So other than that, it was a delicious meal and I had the most fabulous tangerine sorbet for dessert. Those people do know how to put together a sorbet. My calories? High. Very high. Very very high. To wit: 2448. And here I would like to recommend http://www.nutritiondata.com. This site has nutrition data on the most extensive list of foods you’ve ever seen.
It’s great for figuring out your stats on a restaurant meal. Type in “mashed potatoes” and you’ll get about eight or ten different variations to choose from (with butter, with milk, with 2% milk, etc. ) and three or four portion sizes to choose from (2 tbs, 1 cup, 100 grams). 2:22 p.m. Cleaned out 7 boxes of video, super 8, three-quarter, film, and slides. Managed to throw away and consolidate down to 4 boxes. That’s pretty good! I’m going to take some of the movies to Daisy, she can watch them and throw them away if she wants. And what a lot of DUST. We’re also in the middle of tree pollen season here, and I have a headache and sore throat from it. That’ll teach me to dust once a year. Moved some of the boxes out to the garage. Now Bucko is probably going to fertilize the front lawn, and I’m not sure what I’m going to do. 
