Jeff and I stayed up, and were pleased when everything came out as planned. Al Chen should do an audiobook of classic porn, I’d buy the hell out of such a thing.
I made some steampunk bling for Otto yesterday.
Other than that my day consisted of me lying around attempting not to die from 28 degrees at 77 percent humidity yesterday. The air conditioner ran night and day. It was hot all through the house, basement included; I felt like a lizard panting on a rock all day. Miserably sweaty. Finally I dragged out one of the fans and it actually made a difference.