today is a mundane sort of day

[amonitrate]

Just raked the front lawn. I forgot about that silly willow oak and how annoyingly hard it is to rake up its leaves, as they tend to slip through the rake. Not a tree we had in Michigan, where most of my raking was of sugar maples leaves. Nevertheless, I feel accomplished. It's ridiculously nice out, in the seventies, and sunny.

In other news, Art Spiegelman is going to be a Politics & Prose tonight, and I'm debating making the long metro ride plus walk across town to see him. Maybe I can add to my very small collection of signed books.