Physical therapy

Well Jonny just woke up from a nap at his desk, here in Hollywood. His mother emailed him earlier today and he emailed her back. That usually drains him emotionally. He was trying really hard to not get sleepy. Now he is listening to the parsha Bechukotai. It is almost done. One of Jonny's Aunt is not coming to the Bat Mitzvah. Angelina is pestering to get a final count. Over the weekend Jonny made friends sorta with the woman who lives in the house behind. They have a fenced in yard. Jonny walked over to their house and Jesse climbed through. Actually the woman picked him up, since Jonny has a broken arm. He went to therapy today and that took a long time. He also finished the book on CD Prior Bad Acts and returned it to the libray. The libray is right near the Ice Cube, where the therapy is. So he picked up Ray Bradbury on CD, Fahrenhite 451. That is the temperature that book paper burns. Science fiction. Over the weekend Jonny buried down spouts. He had to smash a clay pipe, twist a corrugated pipe around a deck and then rearrange slate where he moved it. Some people came over from HDS and dropped off a meal. The kitchen is being renovated for four days now. They stayed and toured the house a while. Lorraine and Jonny worked on her homework too for about 2 hours. Jonny is up to about 4 sentences of the Torah now out of his 6. He is on page 552 of A thin Dark line. He watched Scrubs once over the weekend.