calm
sovay today, for the next issue of Sirenia Digest (subscribe, subscribe, subscribe), because, on the other side of that story, I still have to complete Tales from the Woeful Platypus this month.I did manage to clean my office yesterday.
There's rain on its way, blowing in from Alabama. Right now, there are clouds and wind.
Once again, I find myself not quite in the mood to "blog." I keep getting distracted by things outside the window. Perhaps, the last few days, my little ring-tailed lemur world has been too, too mercifully quiet. Conflict breeds drama. Tranquility breeds short blog entries. The sleep of reason breeds monsters. But you probably knew that already.
Last night, we watched To Kill a Mockingbird (1962).
Yesterday,
activistgirl asked me if the answer to the riddle in "The Well of Stars and Shadow," the riddle that Mr. Jube asks the thing from the lake at the end of Wampee Creek, was "coffin." But I think it's probably best if I don't answer, one way or the other. All things considered. One never knows when something might come knocking at the door late one night, and there should always be a few unanswered riddles close at hand.Oh, and the platypus just nipped at my left ankle and sneered and ordered me to remind you that Amazon.com is offering Alabaster and Daughter of Hounds for a paltry $27.70. Also, says the platypus (who's much more talkative today than am I) that it would be a great idea to request that your local public library get both books. Also, says the platypus, someone out there should find the asshole who thought green ketchup was a good idea and string himherit up by...
Hold on.
I'll get back to you. I need to have a talk with this mouthy platypus.
