Tears Run Dry

I'm camped out at the Casey County library for a while today. Slow (OMG so fucking slow) Internet became no Internet Wednesday evening, and the earliest service window is this coming Monday - which is when Windstream is supposed to come out and complete the fiber-optic connection to the house, so I'm just dealing with it.

I still have the occasional cough, but I'm mostly better. Dad's taking another hit, unfortunately. He's pretty weak, sore throat, proper bad cold symptoms. I hope that we're not just trading viral ickiness back and forth.

Denny Crum died a couple of days ago. Super-classy guy, and will always be a part of UofL culture.

Goshdarn Noble Knight already got me to spend some store credit. There's a sale going, and some things I wanted were on the list, so I ordered stuff. Should be here Monday afternoon. I still have a lot of credit, and looking at the production schedules of the few companies that still keep my interest, that credit's going to last me quite a while.

The veracity of this prediction has yet to be determined, but, knowing me, I know how I'd bet.

Wow. There's a book by my favorite writing professor on the shelf in front of me. Allegiance, by the great Gurney Norman.