My brother is back to normal now, after a hospitalization and an adjustment of his meds. This weekend, I took him out to treat him for a meal and to buy him a few belated things in honor of his birthday. He loves golf, so I discovered that he had lost his beloved 3-wood. Shopping for a replacement was a nightmare. Golfers are notoriously picky about equipment, of course, but imagine what a mentally-ill golfer is like! We went to three different shops while he fretted that the old-fashioned, small-head woods are no longer available. Finally, I convinced him to accept a clearance club that didn't offend his sensibilities. Ironically, the club is officially from our father who had sent me some money to use on my brother's behalf, so I don't get credit for the gift, despite the hours invested...


CDs listened to today:

• Various Artists: Dance! Cadence!
• Johan de Meij: T-bone Concerto