Well, I guess today's weather is not to be treated as casually as that of most days. See below (though our high was 78F).
As for the eclipse, here in Birmingham, where we recieved 86% totality, the whole thing was sort of a bust. The day began relatively cloudless, but just as the eclipse neared its climax, boom. Clouds. Lots of clouds. Kathryn went out and got a glimpse. I sat in my chair and watch it grow slightly dimmer outside, though that was probably just the clouds. Indeed, it was such a disappointment that today's photo is feom Spooky's dental visit last Friday, not of something related to the eclipse. I hope other had better luck than did we. I doubt I'll be around in 2045, the next time Birmingham will see a dramatic solar eclipse, and that's fine, as the damn things creep me out anyway.
Still, I played Bonnie Tyler's 1983 hit "Total Eclipse of the Heart" a number of times today.
Today is also the 34th anniversary of the premiere of David Lynch's Twin Peaks, on April 8, 1990. I was only twenty-five years old.
Young Sheldon is better than I remember, adding to the mystery of why we lost track of it.
Please visit
the Dreaming Squid Sundries shop. As usual, we can use the money. This year, we just learned, they raised our rent by $40, which means we got off easy, compared to other years.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
11:27 a.m.