Rainy days and Mondays...

Gray, light showers so far, more considerable rain forecast for later. We shall see. The sewer contractors again have us bracketed, with Wife refusing repeated offers of a ride to her various Monday chores because of the heavy equipment brigade. So she's off walking to this and that. Saves gasoline, I guess...

God (or whatever) help us if the fire department or ambulance has business on this street.

Oh, well

According to my SMOTU agent-in-place in the NYPL, Kirkus didn't wax enthusiastic over DRAGON'S EYE. "Middling" was the word she quoted. OTOH, I don't think they even deigned to notice SUMMER COUNTRY or WINTER OAK, so maybe this represents a step up. I have reached a level where they think I'm worth swatting...

And those grapes were probably sour, anyway.

Ghosts

Watching part of that Bob Dylan thing on PBS tonight -- weird, seeing bits and pieces of my past presented as history of modern music....

(No, I don't think I showed up in any of the film clips. And besides, the wench is dead....)