So many snow and ice days, or partial days! Glorious. And often ill-timed, unfortunately, what with this being the busiest time of the year at work. Next Wednesday is supposed to be in the 60s, but Thursday it’s supposed to snow. Schizophrenic weather.

In much sadder news, we lost another Star Trek alum. The standard to which I hold all men is based mostly on 1. My dad and 2. Spock. Thank you, Leonard Nimoy. I raise my eyebrow in salute.



A book update will have to wait, since I still haven’t quite managed to finish The Killer Angels. It’s brilliant! I’m just too busy. Soon, soon.