Generally a bad sign when an elegant solution to a problem cannot be found. Nine times out of ten, it's an indication that you haven't fully defined the problem.

Stuck at the normal crossroads. Do I battle complexity or just give in to it?

If thanking me meant snoring loudly after the storms passed, then yes.

Hopefully, the weather will be good tonight so I can get something accomplished.

Last night we had severe storms with hail. The whole nine yards.

This means I had a job to do where the cat was concerned. This job was to sit in my office. I HAVE TO BE IN MY OFFICE. I am not allowed to leave my office. My ankles have to be in plain sight at all times. You see…she is not properly hidden under the desk unless my ankles are visible.

Such a strange little creature.

If she makes one more late edit, I am going to insert something about a clown parade into a pivotal point of the book.

It's final edits time…or as I like to call it…..

"OMG YOU'RE GOING TO HATE ME BUT I THINK IT WOULD LOOK BETTER THIS WAY! I'M SORRY I DIDN'T THINK OF THIS BEFORE! WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'NO'?! TOM PLEEEEEEEEEEASE!!!!

…time.

That was my first thought too.

"When did THAT happen and how did I miss the announcement?!"

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This is when you should have pressured them into a psychic reading.

Sidekick loves the place. We have to go whenever we are up north. First time she ever had real Italian food.

Ran a restaurant. Complete with a private section for cops. A lot of guys in suits. A lot of "leaving the room so Jimmy could talk to one of them". Nice bunch but it wasn't a secret.