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we outweigh the bike
The car got towed off for repair Tuesday morning; we hope to have it back by Wednesday afternoon so we can go up to Bel Air for an Army Field Band concert - my bike is definitely too small to take 2 people 40 miles up the interstate. We did manage to get a couple of library books returned yesterday, as it was their due date, but that's much closer and all local roads.
Laundry in piles all over apt.
I spent 20 minutes brushing Fred this evening, and 10 minutes later he looked as scruffy as ever. S thinks that Fred is trying to reproduce by mitosis, like an amoeba. That is one disheveled bun.
I have no idea where our jackets are, and at the rate the weather is cooling off here, I am going to need jacket and gloves after dark pretty soon. Today even at mid-afternoon, with the wind chill it was just comfortable. I'm sure we'll still get a couple more really hot days here and there, but overall, it's getting dark earlier and it's getting cooler. That is such a strange sensation, after 24 years of summer that lasts through October. I like it.
What I have read recently:
The Family Trade and its sequel, The Hidden Family;
Going Postal
I give links above because I went ahead and wrote Amazon reviews; as ever, if you like the reviews, could you go ahead and vote? I'm so vain.
And also, related to that, a chance to push something on all Terry Pratchett fans:
Will Cuppy - as soon as you read some 70-year-old Will Cuppy essays, you will know exactly which master Pratchett has studied at the knees of.
Also read Katie MacAlister's You Slay Me, a screwball fantasy romance - not great, but readable, funnier than many attempts to combine fantasy and romance. And Sharyn McCrumb's St. Dale, which is just a little strange...
I found the world's greatest messenger bag. It has enough pockets for everything. It's a tad heavy, but what the heck.
Laundry in piles all over apt.
I spent 20 minutes brushing Fred this evening, and 10 minutes later he looked as scruffy as ever. S thinks that Fred is trying to reproduce by mitosis, like an amoeba. That is one disheveled bun.
I have no idea where our jackets are, and at the rate the weather is cooling off here, I am going to need jacket and gloves after dark pretty soon. Today even at mid-afternoon, with the wind chill it was just comfortable. I'm sure we'll still get a couple more really hot days here and there, but overall, it's getting dark earlier and it's getting cooler. That is such a strange sensation, after 24 years of summer that lasts through October. I like it.
What I have read recently:
The Family Trade and its sequel, The Hidden Family;
Going Postal
I give links above because I went ahead and wrote Amazon reviews; as ever, if you like the reviews, could you go ahead and vote? I'm so vain.
And also, related to that, a chance to push something on all Terry Pratchett fans:
Will Cuppy - as soon as you read some 70-year-old Will Cuppy essays, you will know exactly which master Pratchett has studied at the knees of.
Also read Katie MacAlister's You Slay Me, a screwball fantasy romance - not great, but readable, funnier than many attempts to combine fantasy and romance. And Sharyn McCrumb's St. Dale, which is just a little strange...
I found the world's greatest messenger bag. It has enough pockets for everything. It's a tad heavy, but what the heck.