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lagilmanI have been reminded that this Saturday I will be appearing on the Hour of the Wolf radio program, broadcast live over WBAI (99.5 FM) in New York City [and on-line] from 5 thru 7 AM.
Yes, AM. Set the coffee machine to 'brew,' and listen in to how coherent I'm not, at that hour.
Hrm. I also remembered that June 14th has a particularly special place in my heart -- if you listen to the show, you just might find out why...
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Last night a thunderstorm of delightful proportions rolled in, blasting rain and throwing down wind. In its wake, I swear the temperatures dropped ten degrees. Of course, that meant it was still a sticky, icky 85, but we'll take what we're given and be thankkful.
This morning the felines woke me up at 6, as per usual, to discover that the temperature was 75 degrees. At 7am, it was down to 70. Yes, down. In the meanwhile, I had opened all the windows in the apartment to catch the cool morning breeze, made a pot of coffee for the first time in almost a week (I've been existing on iced tea), and just Enjoyed the Moment.
Now, back to work.
And apropos of nothing except that I want it noted:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wheatland_press is an evil woman who enjoys taunting writers. No, that's not part of the editoral job description. Okay, it is, but she seems to take it extra-personal-like. Srsly.
Yes, AM. Set the coffee machine to 'brew,' and listen in to how coherent I'm not, at that hour.
Hrm. I also remembered that June 14th has a particularly special place in my heart -- if you listen to the show, you just might find out why...
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Last night a thunderstorm of delightful proportions rolled in, blasting rain and throwing down wind. In its wake, I swear the temperatures dropped ten degrees. Of course, that meant it was still a sticky, icky 85, but we'll take what we're given and be thankkful.
This morning the felines woke me up at 6, as per usual, to discover that the temperature was 75 degrees. At 7am, it was down to 70. Yes, down. In the meanwhile, I had opened all the windows in the apartment to catch the cool morning breeze, made a pot of coffee for the first time in almost a week (I've been existing on iced tea), and just Enjoyed the Moment.
Now, back to work.
And apropos of nothing except that I want it noted:
wheatland_press is an evil woman who enjoys taunting writers. No, that's not part of the editoral job description. Okay, it is, but she seems to take it extra-personal-like. Srsly.
