later today I’m doing a lecture on why I write in Yiddish.  There have been so many mistakes on the way but now I think it’s going to be perfect, and I will now begin to write my next book.  I am overtired of the harvest I myself desired, as Robert Frost wrote.  

Fortunately the lecture is on zoom (link  is a few pages back) because we don’t have any hot water.  I was called out to pinpoint the gas link because I have the sharpest nose, but that was yesterday and nothing has happened.  So, unwashed and unshampooed, I will pretend that I am dignified and forge on.