I went out on my bike this morning. Ended up stalking houses again.
Then my bike broke. I was able to ride it home, but it's going to need service. Obviously, I'm not happy about this.
Came home, had a shower, made some lunch, and now I'm having a noir afternoon.
The Saint, Dante, some
Roger Torrey.
It's supposed to rain a holy bastard later. I hope so.