July 12th, 2018


Pig Bicycle Parking

It was a truly hot day yesterday, low nineties Fahrenheit, with the heat index reaching, at the highest I saw it, 100˚F. But then, around two p.m., storms blew in and cooled things off a little. Currently, it's hot again, 90˚F, with the heat index at 99˚F.

I wrote 1,012 words yesterday on "The Eldritch Alphabētos," finishing both "O is for Old Ones" and "P is for Pnath."

And then we went to the Harris Building and rented a storage unit. My readers may recall that the Harris Building is the location of one of my early short stories, "The Long Hall on the Top Floor," written back in (I think) 1998. Also, I had a storage unit there from 1999 until we left for Providence. I was last there on May 27, 2008, when we loaded everything out for the move north. I'd hoped to avoid another the cost of renting another storage unit upon returning to Birmingham, but it has become unavoidable. There are just too damn many books. So, there you go. Ten years later, I'm back at the Harris Building, where Deacon Silvey and Sadie Jasper once saw a ghost.

We had a good walk later on, another mile or so, down past the old mill on Mountain Brook Parkway.

Last night, after more spaghetti, we watched Gene Kelly and Stanley Donen's On the Town (1949), which stars not only Kelly, but also Frank Sinatra. It's an old favorite of mine.

Please have a look at the eBay auctions. Thanks.


2:17 p.m.