Snowy Sunday

It started to snow right around 8 am, and it's still snowing as I type, at 7:15 pm.

Split the day between reading Kin Right, which -- I'm about 100 pages in and it's holding my interest -- and locating the top of my desk again.  Order has been restored, and lists have been made.  I have a lot of phone calls to make, because the reason I write is so I don't have to talk on the phone.  However, tomorrow, I really need to make those calls.  And read Kin Right.

I really don't have much else to report, except that my editorial team was topnotch.  Here you can see them, editing: