Monday bunny_hugger and I got up late because we were to go to Dorney Park. Maybe that needs context.( Collapse )
Back at the apartment, the dogs had completely forgotten who we were until they remembered and were overjoyed to see us. We thanked my sister and brother-in-law for going with us; but we couldn't stay indefinitely, as they had to work in the morning. We stopped at a nearby diner that I think I must have, somehow, eaten at before even though it seems way out of the way for me to ever have eaten at, and got back home sufficiently late that bunny_hugger managed to be at my parents' house for a full day without seeing either of my parents.
Trivia: A military prison built in 1899 in the Staten Island off Argentina lasted three years before being damaged by storms, provoking riots and escapes. Source: Atlantic: Great Sea Battles, Heroic Discoveries, Titanic Storms, And A Vast Ocean Of A Million Stories, Simon Winchester.
Currently Reading: Alicia II, Robert Thurston. It's much quieter and more thoughtful than the cover, promising it's from the author of Battlestar Galactica (original) lead me to suspect. But it's also the bog-standard immortality-through-body-theft/mind-tran