Saw Jon and Sarah and their kids, visiting from sunny New Zealand.

It snowed briefly this morning, and more seriously now.

Went out with Meghan to celebrate Nathan’s birthday, and caught up with many friends we hadn’t seen in years, and met lovely new people, and all around had a great time.

Current earworm: “Moanin’” by Art Blakey and the Jazz Messengers.

Tonight’s kitchen victory: sautéed brussels sprouts tops from Amy.

Lost power at maybe 11:30pm; it came back around 4am.

Follow-up: We’ve actually gotten a couple inches of snow since dinner.

It’s been snowing basically all day, but not much accumulation.

Had our fifth RPG session last night: I think we really hit our stride, or at least I did. Good game.

The grocery store felt almost like a ghost town — great parking, no lines. I should do all my grocery shopping on the day after Thanksgiving.

The dude is recovering from his PCR-test-says-not-covid illness; the bambina is coming down with it; Meghan and I are fine so far. What are we going to do for Thanksgiving?

Finished what seem to be the last migrations, updates, and bug fixes to my commonplace book.

Cliche alert: Currently listening to basically any album whose cover uses News Gothic, Franklin Gothic, and/or Clarendon.

Still feeling fine about deleting my Twitter accounts.

Had our new microwave installed, replacing the old one (older than the dude!) which the handle had broken off of.