A start is still a start, no matter how many pigeons are involved

And so, the merry dance begins again.  1,100 words today.  Mostly old, but some new.  But at least I like most of them.

In other news, I dreamt last night that I could remember the plot of No Country for Old Men, but instead I was dreaming some kind of survivalist horror with the Bardem character, and then remembering (in the dream) that I wasn’t dreaming the plot properly).  It involved wall-carpet covered rooms and assembling electrical equipment.  But fortunately I awoke before I was eaten / deaded / glasgow kissed.  Sweet.

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