The sun came back today. Our high was 47˚F. This time last week we were pushing 90˚F. We have a freeze warning again tonight.
I don't know if my mood is less black that yesterday. It was certainly boiling with ugliness earlier today. I think I just did a slightly better job of keeping myself occupied today. I worked on MP2 and nothing else. Fine tuning for the tenth time. I hate to think that there are people who have to write fiction this way. No, thank fuck I'm not one of them.
Last night we splurged and watched Baltasar Kormákur's Beast (2022), a better than average "killer animal" film, if only because it allowed us some sympathy for the beast of the title, a rogue lion. Mostly, though, I admit I was just there are Idris Elba.
This afternoon, three documentaries: the other half of the Nova on the alphabet, and two episodes of Nature, one about invasive lionfish and one about the wildlife of Portugal.
So someone asked me to come to Belgium to speak. Now, I wouldn't have gone, anyway, because I no longer travel unless absolutely necessary. They agreed to pay for all my travel. Two weeks later they say the board has changed to a "green policy" and are using distance appearances (or some crap like that). So, I pointed out that the carbon footprint of the internet and the airline industry are almost identical (~3.7% annual global greenhouse gas emissions). They never wrote back. What people assume is "green" usually isn't.
Please hate a look at
the Big Cartel shop. Thanks.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast (ugly on the inside),
4:50 p.m. (yesterday)