Eagles Over the Kennebec

Today, it snowed. For some values of snow. It has for the moment ceased snowing, having deposited no significant amounts anywhere within sight of my office windows. There's a winter weather advisory in force from 6 a.m. to 11 p.m. tomorrow promising one hundred percent chance of ice storm and assorted Ick. The long-range looks wintery in the extreme, which would be alright (it is, after all, January), if only I'd had time to prepare. Last Sunday, it was 44F (6C) -- heck, yesterday it was 41F (5C) -- and I was puttering around outside in shirt sleeves. Note to self: Remember to wear your coat tomorrow.

Once again, I spent most of the day writing, Mozart at my side and in my lap. I did make one brief foray into Second Life, where Kit Jimenez performed Shopping Therapy.

Tomorrow starts the day-job. Fingers crossed, everybody. I'm out of practice with the whole um, workplace conformity thing.