My parents’ anniversary today, in celebration of which I expected to take them out to dinner, was actually celebrated, without my help, in Atlantic City.
There was a lunar eclipse this night and last, but as it threatened to rain on each day, I didn’t see the percentages in it. But I should at least have tried.
Instead of all these things, I crashed the New York Blogger Bash, the fifth or sixth or fifteenth of its name, and my third or so. I would add more, but I put one or two too many pales into this head of mine with no dinner and no sleep besides, so later, later.
11:43:53 PM 
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