I’m in North Carolina for a family emergency. With any luck we can get home tomorrow or best case scenario, later today. I’m not holding the breath on that last, but it’s not impossible.
I’ve been reading G. K. Chesterton’s The Man Who Would Be Thursday, which I bought from AlexLit a long time ago but am just now reading. I bought it as the highest rated book on my personal recommendations that they had available for sale. It’s pretty
good. Some of the cultural things escape me a little, like the description of the eccentric family (paraphrased) “some of whom went about without a hat. One went about with a hat and nothing else.” I think the era of finding the lack of hat a sign of madness is long