Cold and overcast all day. Our high was 49˚F. But the forecast high for Xmas day? 74˚F.
I only managed 562 words on the new story today.
The afternoon's movie was Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade (1989), which is definitely the second best film in the series (thus far). And yes, I skipped right past Temple of Doom, surely one of the worst things ever committed to celluloid.
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Something I posted to Facebook today: Because "thic" (or "thicc") isn't idiotic enough, the folks on the internet have now brought us "lewk." (No, this is not "language evolving." This is the linguistic equivalent of snifffing airplane glue.)
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A few decades from now, or less, whoever survives the early 21st Century is going to look back at the 20th Century and realize it for the Golden Age it was, warts and all.
Oh, and here's our sad little Charlie Brown Xmas shrub.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
8:21 p.m.