Friday in anticipatory mode

Closing out the year with a thanks-no-thanks from editor JS, wherein he got the name of the story wrong in the reject. Hrm.... Oh well. Mustn't mock the editor who may yet buy something from me, no. [edited to be more vague, since it was being taken a bit more seriously than I intended]

Also got some Quite Lovely feedback on a project that should allow me to stride through the weekend on a positive note, no matter what happens. Yay for useful and positive feedback!

Meanwhile we are awaiting the arrival of Winter Weather. What form this weather may take seems to be under negotiation -- maybe snow, maybe sleet, maybe rain, maybe all three. Here's hoping it's the pretty sort. I really should get out to the store before it starts -- I'm out of vanilla. Everyone else will be buying bread and milk, and I'll be buying vanilla extract and fennel....

and, for your daily dose of WTF:

"I need the services of a learned Chauffeur/Driver to take my Families around the town, and please, I need a fellow with a good communication skill. Do get back to me as soon as you can alright.
* Compensation: $520
* Telecommuting is ok."

Um. Yah.

The felines are restless. This may be a Play with Cats/Bake cookies sort of day. Oh, how I shall suffer...

Mark Felt,, 95

Better known to most of the world as "Deep Throat."

He had been ill and of deeply failing memory for quite some time, so I will not mourn his passing, but rather salute his life, his courage, and his honor.

Stand and remove your caps. A hero passes.

Pandora and Snow

As it's still coming down heavily, I think I will be canceling my plans for the evening and settling in with a book and a glass of wine, instead. I'm all for walking in the snow, but not when there may be sleet/icing later on....