Today is almost mine. And there’s no baseball game tonight. So— I make no promises, but I/you can hope….

Later, much LATER. I am in the throes of a website questionnaire posed by my publisher. I am required to choose a template to suit my book. That takes a lot of time, given my ineptitude.

Hope springs eternal, but I think there’s a cap on it each day. Mine just got capped.

I wrote a long time ago that there’s a limit on the number of decisions you make each day. I think I have reached my limit today.

Ah, well, you know, tomorrow is another day.