It's blindingly bright outside, and everything is melting. Right now, the temperature is 35˚F, with the windchill at 24˚F. There's a slight chance of more snow, and the nights for the next few days are going to be horribly cold – 29˚F tonight, 28˚F tomorrow night, 23˚F on Friday night, 23˚F on Saturday night. At home, there's a freeze warning tonight, but tomorrow the high will be 70˚F. But I am not home.
I'm in no better shape to say anything here today than I was yesterday.
Stephen Hawking is dead.
We saw Craig Gillespie's I, Tonya. A fucking brilliant film. It's sort of the Good Fellas of figure-skating movies.
Later,
Aunt Beast
11:39 p.m. (this morning)
I'm in no better shape to say anything here today than I was yesterday.
Stephen Hawking is dead.
We saw Craig Gillespie's I, Tonya. A fucking brilliant film. It's sort of the Good Fellas of figure-skating movies.
Later,
Aunt Beast
11:39 p.m. (this morning)
- Current Location:F***ing Providence, RI
- Current Mood:
exhausted - Current Music:The Lumineers, "Gun Song"
Comments
He was born on the anniversary of Gallileo's death and passed on the anniversary of Einstein's birth. There's an obscure sense of hope or eternal recurrence in that somewhere, but right now it stings too much to have lost one of the greatest minds of our collective existence.
Have finally seen Thor:Ragnarok, and now await I, Tonya to drop within the streaming services.
[Edited to delete double-posted comment.]
Edited at 2018-03-14 10:16 pm (UTC)