December 10th, 2019

Cordon C3

"I don't even feel like being in your real life."

When I got up at 7:30 a.m. it was 60˚F and raining. Now we have a "wintry mix," and it's 36˚F, with the windchill at 28˚F. A little farther north, I think there's some actual snow-type snow.

Today, I did another 1,298 words on "Seven Dreams."

And tonight we watched four more episodes of Season Three of Mrs. Maisel (again!), and you already know what I think The Atlantic and it's prolier-than-thou, Bernie Sanders-thumping, umpteenth-wave feminists can do with...well, you know.



9:08 p.m.