Tuesday (28th) was my birthday, turned 54.
Gods I'm old.

Celebrated Sunday with a trip to Boston with Ben. We met up with Nisha and Blade. Walked to Commonwealth Books and browsed their selection of old books. I got an Anthony Boucher anthology I was looking for, and a Nero Wolfe mass market. I'd become a casual fan of the obese detective after watching the A&E series and have been collecting the original stories when I can.

We had dinner at Fire+Ice, an all you can eat Mongolian Grill with a variety of ingredients to try. Enjoyed good food and good company.

Yesterday (I'm writing this after midnight), Ben and I cleaned up loose nails and debris left by the contractors who redid the siding on our house, but didn't clean up very well. We bought a device that's a magnet on wheels, specifically to pick up loose nails and screws and stuff. Want our front yard and walk safe for Trick or Treaters.

I poked at my Cookie Clicker game, idling since April, then we got pizza from a local pizzeria in Springvale I'd not tried before. All told, a decent day.

Still haven't hit my target weight, but there's always 2026.

And, happy birthday to my good friend Crafty. Hope Furpoc is a blast for ya