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The sun is out this morning. Currently, it's 63˚F, and we may reach 72˚F.

The storage unit was a bit more overwhelming than I'd expected it to be. Actually, it's two storage units, a large one and a small one. Mostly, it's stock books, copies of my Subterranean Press and Roc books. And all this will go into the 16' Penske truck that Byron's driving. Yesterday, we tried to consolidate boxes, especially half empty boxes, and fortify weak boxes with more tape. And Spooky discovered several manuscripts that ought to have gone to Brown with all the rest, but were missed somehow. These include the hand-corrected galleys of the first edition of Silk and the handwritten revisions for the 2008 Subterranean Press edition of Tales of Pain and Wonder. Also, this morning, she tracked down the mouse to my Macintosh Color Classic (circa 1993). The computer was donated to Brown, with all the manuscripts and everything, but it was discovered the mouse was missing. Now, it isn't anymore.

Today, I have to write.

Last night, Spooky made chili and then we watched George Sydney's Anchors Aweigh (1945), with Gene Kelly and Frank Sinatra. In Guys and Dolls Sinatra is still young and skinny and cute. In Anchors Aweigh, he's pretty much a baby.


12:48 p.m.


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Jun. 8th, 2018 12:14 am (UTC)
I had one of those daydreams again, where we talked and laughed and I babbled on some nonsense or other about people who think you don't know how to stoop to their level finding out you're quite very capable of it. In fact it was such a amusing day, it was almost like throwing a dart named beautiful and hitting the target like a bullseye. Wish you were here there.
Jun. 8th, 2018 01:11 am (UTC)
I very much hope to one day visit The Hay Library so I can see all of the interesting things you mention here.
Jun. 8th, 2018 02:39 pm (UTC)
I'm getting excited watching your moving day countdown dwindle, and I'm loving reading about your unexpected packing rediscoveries. Greatly vicariously satisfying.
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