Well, my daughter's home from college for the Columbus day weekend, hurrah. She's sleeping right now - at just about 11 am in sunny Chicago - so I guess she is enjoying her own bed.
Yesterday, unplannedly, I spent the better part of the day adding stuff to my website. I dug up a lot of old published essays of mine and slapped them into html and attached them too, at the bottom of the front page. I even took something out of this blog, about how the novel was inspired, and slapped that onto an attached page. It was fun, but I'm not even done yet. Hey, wait, that could be the rhyme of the day:
It was fun,
But I'm not done.
Nah. Forget I even had that idea. Anyway, there are a couple of other essays to put up, including one that I no longer have in electronic form. I believe it was originally typed on a typewriter, in the dawn of time, before personal computers existed. I probably did put it into a word processor at some point - but probably on an extinct word processing program on an extinct computer like the Atari 800. Don't laugh. I learned Basic on that Atari.
Rhyme of the Day:
I loved my old Atari
But it's gone and I'm not sorry.
It wasn't really needed
Once it was superceded.