It all happened pretty much the planned way except for sleeping in the car. And we kilt the bottle of Educated Guess.

It cost me five I didn’t have at the mechanic and another two at the natural grocers. Worth it. Kali is alive still.

I collected a few seconds of video at last, of the harvest moon.

I collected this prophecy of three and three and three.

The leftovers of a storm named Priscilla.

That’s the whole story on a thumbnail and

I’ll do better by some weird metric on the morrow which is all any of us can ever do.