The bambina listened to “The Safety Dance” intently for about 30 seconds, then turned the volume all the way off.

Played Magic with the dude last night. I actually beat him, which is not a common occurrence these days.

Discussion of “It’s Martini Time” by the Rev. Horton Heat led to Meghan and me reminiscing about past Bumbershoot lineups.

Anyway, about to reread Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy by John le Carré.

Looking for a lighthearted swords-and-sorcery book along the lines of “Fafhrd and the Gray Mouser starring Gwendoline Christie and Maisie Williams”.

Finished reading The Orphan Tsunami of 1700, finally. I’d put it down for a while, but the subject and presentation are like catnip to me: a popular explanation of the 1700 tsunami with the meticulousness and rigor of an academic paper. (It’s available as a PDF for free if you’d like.)

The dude is reading, and delighting in, The Lies of Locke Lamora by Scott Lynch.

Tonight’s dinner discussion: the bambina asked about patents.

Today’s cooking and baking: pancakes, bread, a giant quiche Lorraine, vegetable broth, and banana bread.

Last night’s kitchen victory was a month and a half of planning meals in advance.

Somebody planted a bunch of little flags in our front yard overnight.

Walked down to Mom’s to give her a face mask that Meghan sewed. Got more steps than any day since [checking notes] last August.

Gave myself a buzz cut, with help/cleanup from Meghan. My hair hadn’t been this long since my long walk.

Tonight’s kitchen victory: the dude’s reaction to his first ever chili dog.

I’ve started writing my long walk journal, a mere three years later. I’m averaging about one day written up per day I spend writing, but I’m not writing every day, so I don’t expect it to be done before, oh, the end of summer or so.