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"These are snakes with fur."

Rain, rain, rain. With some thunder, lightning, and wind, just to break up the monotony. We may see the sun on Sunday. Currently, it's 61˚F, so at least it's not cold and wet.

Today, the mail brought me my contributor's copy of Paula Guran's The Year's Best Dark Fantasy and Horror 2018, which reprints "The Dinosaur Tourist."

And we watched the last episode of of The Sopranos (so, eight-six episodes in less than a month), truly one of the most brilliant hours of television I ever have seen. And almost certainly the best ending for a series finale that I have ever seen. I'm twelve years late to that controversy, but there's my idea, anyway. Tonight, we're beginning a rewatch of Mad Men, which, as it happens, began on June 19, 2007, just nine days after the final episode of The Sopranos aired. So, there's some nice symmetry.

I think I'm about to do a minor book purge, mostly fiction. I need the shelf space. So, novels I know I'll never read again are in the crosshairs. I figure I can probably trade them for store credit at Reed Books.

Please have a look at the current eBay auctions, speaking of books I want someone else to own.

I'm pretty sure that when Bernie Sanders talks about completing the revolution, what he actually means is finding whatever of America Trump hasn't destroyed and finishing the job.

Later Craw Taters,
CRK




3:33 p.m.