• Location: Providence, RI
• Mood: ugh
• Music: the ringing in my ears

"Four symbols make a man: A, T, G, & C."

The clouds are very slowly braking up. It was 61˚F when I woke, and now it's only 60˚F. Given our forecast high is 61˚F, I can only assume we've already seen the warmest part of the day. When I fell asleep last night, about 3 a.m., it was 70˚F. The weird weather of coastal New England.

Yesterday, I wrote 1,325 words on the final section of the Tor.com expanded edition of Black Helicopters. I hope to finish it today.

Have I talked about how much I'm loving Discovery: Enterprise? The concept for the spore drive alone might make this the smartest Star Trek ever. It's an idea that's almost too cool for Star Trek.

TTFN,
Aunt Beast





3:56 p.m.