Sunny today. We are having astoundingly low humidity for Birmingham, teens and twenties. Our high today was 73F.
Yesterday was the 21st anniversary of this journal, and I'd have forgotten had LJ not reminded me last night. But it was late, after I made my entry. Long time ago. We were living in the Kirkwood Lofts in Atlanta. I was thirty-nine years old. But I actually began blogging in November of 2001, then started mirroring at LJ about three years later, then switched over in, I think, 2006. 2006ish. I should look that up. So, yes. That's 7,542 entries over twenty-one years, a period equal to a little more than a third of my life, and the greater part of my writing career. This will all be archived at Brown University (John Hay Library), with my papers, by the way. For better or worse. I deeded it to them in 2017. Anyway...
As for writing, we're not going to talk about how that went today. We could talk about the dreams last night, the sort of thing I used to do all the time here. Lately, though, since the dreams have returned after leaving me alone for many years, I just haven't been up to doing it.
I spoke with Dr. Mike this afternoon about the "Rosetta Stone," then Adiel sent us some very cool photos this evening. That was by far the best part of the day. Of the past week, really.
The outline for the nonfiction book, and it's basic structure. It's not so much argumentative as historical, though it does push back against
T.S. Kuhn just a little. All in all, I am a great admirer of Kuhn's, but no one's quite perfect. The point is, I have that book in my head all the time, and it "wants" to be written, and if I can it might even earn me a little money. But before it can be written I have to catch up on the digest and write that fourth
Tinfoil Dossier novella. I'm hoping I can begin the nonfiction book by June. Today's photo is a tribute to that intent.
This afternoon's film was Neil Marshall's
The Descent (2005), which holds up pretty well after twenty years. And last night and tonight we watched all of
Prime Target, an Apple TV+ techno thriller that I liked a lot. It tickled my inner math nerd.
I think that's enough for tonight.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast

2:15 p.m.