At least we're you lot are back on Daylight Saving Time, which means I can stop explaining to people why I spend the entire year on DST, every year since 2003.
Yesterday, I finally got back to work on the screenplay. Which is really all I can say about that. For now.
Spooky took Hubero out on his leash/harness yesterday, and he apparently had a blast. I wish there were photos, because I didn't see it. He came to us harness trained, part of the mystery of the life he lived before we adopted him in 2006.
Spooky made Indian food for dinner.
We may never find a new artist for The Good, the Bad, and the Bird. I've now rejected a half dozen since Joëlle Jones quit to chase greener pastures. I'm pretty sure I no longer care, one way or the other.
Kathryn's asking Selwyn how long before we have to begin worrying about bears.