Periods of clouds and sun both today, and our high was 80F.
Another night with so little sleep it's hardly worth mentioning, and a day with pretty much no work. The day has been a smear.
I did finish the six-part PBS futurism documentary I began last weekend. Mostly, as I said, bullshit. Most alarmingly, it is shot through with various sorts of mysticism. Very strange stuff.
Really, I am too tired for blogging.
My daily Lovecraft was "The Dunwich Horror."
“One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.” ~ Jack Kerouac
The GoFundMe is so very close to its goal. And there's also
the Dreaming Squid Sundries shop.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
12:26 p.m.