November

I spent my election night at the victory party for the guy whose victory I feared most. Some thoughts on Dane101 today.

Then I went home and said goodbye to an old friend.



I'm a one-cat cat lady now. This was also my first non-goldfish pet death, so I'm wallowing in it a bit. I think burial feels especially grim when you walk away from it with a shovel in one hand and a lantern in the other.

There are good things ahead, though.