No Week in Review This Week
The usual litany: a large family and its attendant time commitments, illness, lameness. (Blog Post)
A few autobiographical items
My 12th grandson was born last week: James Michael Scheske.
I'm greatly enjoying this book (3% of the way in):
Halloween: I pulled out the conehead mask that I bought in 1982 at a Broadway play actor shop. It cost me $60 (a fortune for a teenager then), and it was very high quality, lasting about 40 years. It's crumbling now but, honestly, even more unsettling in some ways.
