We seem to be listing sloppily towards warm weather. Currently, there's a little sunlight, and it's a perfectly respectable - for April - 66˚F. But that's still a vast fucking improvement over the chilly hell of yesterday. It's supposed to be much warmer next week. All the tourons* down Narragansett and Newport and Misquamicut can take off the fur ( Read more... )

Sunny today, and it's currently 64˚F. There is supposed to be rain on Memorial Day, but the tourists will not be dissuaded, here at the Yankee version of Daytona Beach, Florida. Low sixties Fahrenheit and rainy? Why, that's goddamn bikini weather, ya'll.

Last night, we finally started watching American Gods and made it through the first three ( Read more... )

Lots of clouds today after rain last night, but at least it isn't yet overcast. It will be on my birthday, and that's not going to make anything any easier. It's not going to make a hard day any softer. Currently, it's 65˚F. Cold Spring is about to become Cold Summer. And yet the tourists come ( Read more... )

I'd hoped to quickly write two pieces, one for Sirenia Digest #114 and another for #115. And it started well. In only four days I wrote "Dry Bones." And then...nothing. No second idea. I begin to think I'm reaching a point where I have simply told too many stories. The well isn't bottomless. People think it is, and they want me to think that it is ( Read more... )

Summer finally found Providence. It's currently 80˚F, with a heat index of 87˚F. And we're having the usual trouble keeping the house cool enough for habitation ( Read more... )

I've already made this announcement on Facebook: After having been told - again - that I need to find "constructive outlets" for my anger, I've hit upon one. From here on, when someone comes at me with that bullshit line about AVATAR being racist, one copy of the DVD will be donated to a public library somewhere in the US, and it will be donated in ( Read more... )

Clouds came in late yesterday afternoon, and the temperatures dropped a few degrees. Outside. Inside, the thermostat in the middle parlour remained stubbornly at 85˚ until well after midnight. Today, the high's only supposed to be in the mid-eighties, so better. It's a conundrum. The heat greatly helps my mood, helps the depression, but the heat ( Read more... )

So, the Defense of Marriage Act may not be dead, but it's sure as hell looked a lot healthier. And Proposition 8 is down. And the SB 5 anti-abortion bill in Texas (thanks, in large part, to the old-fashioned filibustering of Democratic Senator Wendy Davis). These are victories. Though, sadly, I've already seen people on Twitter whining that it isn' ( Read more... )

I'm forcing myself to pause and make an Lj entry, mostly because I suspect that if I don't I'll be sorry somewhere down the line. I'll look back in five years - a lot of assumptions at work there - and wish that I'd paused to make an entry ( Read more... )

Tired. I didn't get to sleep until after four a.m (then woke at ten ayem). I lay awake in bed, watching a thoroughly entertaining South Korean monster flick on the iPad. The most valuable use for the iPad, I have found, is watching movies and television shows while in bed. This is one antidote for my buyer's remorse. Anyway, yes, I lay there ( Read more... )