Rolled out of bed at an early hour. Threw on my jeans and a ball cap and went in to the office to revise a couple of stories. Managed to be fairly productive, despite the sawing and hammering going on in the suite below.
Day started out sunny and warm, then turned cloudy by mid afternoon. Got in a fast walk, then came home and finished the Krakauer book. Pretty sad state of affairs, the circumstances surrounding Mr. Tillman’s death. Somebody ought to apologize.
The boys have descended upon the room and are squaring off for what should be a good wrestling match. Guess I’ll post this thing before the caterwauling starts.