I’ve hit the wall with this wretched blistering weather. Go back to Equador/Brazil/Kenya/Somalia/[seven more equatorial countries] where you belong! …
IT. IS. TOO. FRELLING. HOT. I have hellbeasts all over the kitchen. I would swear it’s a hellquintuplet when…
BUT FIRST. A DIGRESSION.* With ref to recent comments: I have never seen nor heard of a yarn shop that…
One of the unexpected difficulties of writing this only occasionally rather than every day* is that since I live a…
Here’s an example of the kind of real-world frelling frelling doodah that happens endlessly. Had a street-mail envelope from…
. . . No, don’t answer that. Don’t even think about answering that. And really it’s not simultaneous, it’s a…
Some of you are still having problems getting to this blog—which makes me want to chew the carpet and SCREAM…
Question three: please, please, please, you ARE going to finish PEGASUS, aren’t you? Yes. I both kind of know…
When we were all saying a month ago that we objected to blizzards in March and wanted spring, we…
I know I need to get on with Question Three. But I want to tell you about the opera…