My Own Personal Sabbath #41

Almost every Sunday, sometime Saturday too, since mid-May 2020 with a few exceptions, I have been taking my own personal Sabbath, where I tune out of the news and social media and turn off my ringer and all notifications on my phone. Throughout the day, sometimes the day before, and/or sometimes the next day, I share what I am reading, listening to, or watching during my Sabbath.

This weekend, I’m digging into series, both in books and TV. On the literary front, I’m planning on continuing with The Murderbot Diaries by Martha Wells. I have the fourth and fifth in the series lined up, Network Effect and Fugitive Telemetry, respectively. On the cinematic front, I am 13 episodes away from finishing the 10th and final season of CSI: Miami and five episodes away from the 15th and final season of Criminal Minds.

For some reason, I’m having a problem pulling the trigger on finishing off Criminal Minds, pun intended. It might because I looked ahead at the descriptions on Hulu of the next few episodes and it sounded like a pretty lame wrap-up of the show. I should be looking forward more to the end of this than CSI: Miami, but right now I am not. I think it’s that CSI: Miami is more of a popcorn show for me and right now I need popcorn, as I said last week “silly and stupid.” I don’t need anything too heavy, gentlemen (and ladies).

Peace, I’m out.

I told my wife this morning that I wouldn’t be going anywhere. Sometimes on weekends, I go on trips out of town, sometimes to a neighboring town or, as I did today, a neighboring state:

I got wine from a discount store for the Labor Day Weekend. Plus since I had two hours left on an audiobook I’ve been listening to on and off since the beginning of May, and the store is about an hour away from us, I was able to finish it. It wasn’t just the timing that was perfect, but the audiobook itself was perfect for me now, in that I needed it. The book was Broken by Jenny Lawson and was read by her.


After eating sushi and playing a couple of chapters of Broken for Kim before she left for work, I watched a few episodes of CSI: Miami and now I’m listening to this to end the evening:


Sunday: I didn’t read during the day today, but tonight I’m dipping into Living Nations, Living Words: An Anthology of First Peoples Poetry, collected and with an introduction by Joy Harjo, the 23rd and current Poet Laureate of the United States.