Sorry I didn't write last night. My body shut down around 8:30.
Today was another day at work. Patricia has been taking a few vacation days this week but thinks she will be back to work tomorrow. It means I can be home a bit sooner than usual. She has been having a hot dinner waiting every night. Much appreciated!
I saw the new issue of Frank at the Superstore across from my work, at 7:30 this morning. My article about the 1981 murder of Sadie Mae Rogers is in there, occupying two and a half pages. The article, plus a bunch of very rare reprints of articles and a vintage photo of an early reporter on the Rogers murder, Doug Harkness.
As things stand, I am not sure what my article will be for the next issue of Frank. I am considering a few cases, but which one will have enough information to justify an article, I cannot yet say. I am not trying to be circumspect. I just plain don't know.
We finished watching the first season of "Lost in Space" this evening. My goodness, what a good show. Edge-of-your-seat stuff from top to bottom. People complain about "Netflix bloat", which is when they try to fill, say, eight episodes of story into 12 episodes of show. I have found there was very little of that with "Lost in Space". If anything, I would have liked them to have made the season a bit longer than ten episodes. Check it out. You will not regret it.
It is late, very late. I need to get up in less than six and a half hours before I get up again. Groundhog Day.
See you tomorrow.