Good morning, all! At 9:00 I turned off the lights and went to bed. I did not get 9.5 hours of sleep, unfortunately, because it was a rather unpleasant night of discomfort, but I'm sure I slept at least 7.5 hours. This morning I see my doctor, and I am guessing there are tests to be taken.
After that, I will head to Toyland for a while and work on ROBERTA. The Man From Philadelphia has not sent the last invoice check, which has me concerned, and he's not responded to my last email. I may need to investigate the situation today.
I finished reading Time and Again, which was quite wonderful. I was amazed, because I had liked the book so much in 1979, that I'd forgotten nearly everything about it in thirty years except for the dismantled Stature of Liberty in Madison Square Park and the leading characters hiding from the police in its arm. I'm debating what book to take with me today, A Good And Happy Child by Justin Evans, which may be a horror novel, or Collision, a backstage memoir by Ron Bruguiere.