Child of Glass

It is cold out there.  Currently 6F, with a wind chill of -10F.

Did Christmas stuff with my family today.  A mostly good time with a few nice surprises scattered throughout the day.  Was, once again, incredibly grateful to Dad for the satellite radio rig - got about an hour of good darkwave for the drive home.  Sang along quite a bit, even.  I have no shame.

Finished reading Red Star Rogue.  If you're in a mood for some good ol' Cold War craziness, I can't recommend this one enough.  For some more  frightening reading about that era, the chapters of The Silent War dealing with Edward Teller are appropriate.  That man was brilliant, yes, but scary-crazy.

Feeling, somehow, like I shouldn't go to work tomorrow, like I'm on vacation or something.  Holiday fugue state, I guess.