Today was a thoroughly wretched day, and I did not leave the house, and I did not write, and I did not accomplish much of anything whatsoever. Still, I take pride in the fact that I kept my voice steady and didn't throw anything.
It was mostly sunny, but a lot of rain is on the way. Currently, it's 61˚F.
I did start reading End of the Megafauna: The Fate of the World's Hugest, Fiercest, and Strangest Animals by paleomammalogist Ross D.E. MacPhee, a work on the Quaternary/Holocene terrestrial mass megafaunal extinctions, and I made it through the first two chapters. It's a wonderful book, but I think the subtitle is misleading. Certainly the largest (and I would say also fiercest and maybe strangest, but that gets subjective) of all animals, various reptiles and non-avian dinosaurs of the Mesozoic, were already extinct a good 65-66 million years before we lost things like glyptodonts and woolly mammoths to whatever we lost them to.
The Magicians contues to entertain. We began Season Two tonight.
Anyway, I leave you with this photograph of my new favorite T-shirt.
Later,
Aunt Beast
4:20 p.m.