August 22nd, 2018


Bring Back Rotary Dials

Sunny this morning, and no chance of rain today. But the weather has been oddly cool. Currently, it's 79˚F, with the heat index at 81˚F.

Yesterday was a black wall, or wave, or pit of depression and anger. Most of it I spent...well, who gives a shit? I don't. Today, I have a doctor's appointment at 3:30 p.m., so at least I'm not losing the day to the evil mood. I did leave the house yesterday. Just so I could say that I did.

I am aware that 1947 is asking too much. At this point, I would gladly settle for 1994.

Happy 98th birthday to Ray Bradbury, one of the last masters.

Yesterday, I watched a huge red paper wasp (Polistes carolina) crawling about on the masonry outside one of my office windows and thought of Peter Straub. Wasps always make me think of Ghost Story.

Last night, we finished The Roosevelts and began The West (1996).


10:30 a.m. (yesterday)