A miserable rainy day. Again. Our high was only 81˚F, with a heat index of 84˚F.
Things are very bad here. As a result, there are a lot of things I am not getting done. If I owe you something, and you do not have it yet, you will, as soon as I can get to it. That's the best I can do.
Waiting is the worst hell.
Uncertainty.
This afternoon's film was Christopher Nolan's Dunkirk (2017).
I forgot to mention yesterday that I actually enjoyed the first episode of House of the Dragon quite a lot. Matt Smith is great, and there's a lot of potential in Emma D'Arcy. A strong start for the new series.
Please have a look at
the Big cartel shop. Thank you. Taxes loom, and we're mostly living off the Digest and the trickle of royalties these days, so every penny helps.
Oh, and I started reading Sebastian Faulks' Birdsong, which I am liking, with the exception of the laborious, belabored sex scenes at the start.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
4:09 p.m.