Our high today was 83˚F.
And the problem with having too incredibly busy, non-stop, highly productive days in a row is that, apparently, my third day will be a bust. Which is a fair way to describe today.
I tried to work on MP2. I thought about a new short story.
The afternoon movie was Ron Howard's Solo (2018), which is so much better than it got credit for being.
I think I slept four hours last night.
But...second verse, same as the first...please have a look at the
Big Cartel shop. Thank you.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
4:34 p.m.