Well. That would be gnus to me, fer shur.
How are you feeling?
And cabin fever. Half an hour I took about 8 finally-finished books from the nightstand back down to the library, one an SF anthology I hadn't opened since flying home from the first meeting of years, NYC in January! Working on another older than that, and then I'm onto a short story collection I'll probably take on the next two trips: LV and Vienna.
How are you, the radiator and the hoses?
You don’t have to check a dead bison.
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It’s carrion...