Brainfried, couldn't read Two Serpents Rise on the weekend. Read A Distant Neighbourhood/ Haruka na machi e instead, manga by the Times of Botchan mangaka. Ah, Japan and trains... (Am bothered by the translation of machi as neighbourhood. In this context I suppose it's reasonable, but it feels like there ought at least to be a colloquial word for neighbourhood in English, and there isn't. Is *why* you have the 'hood, I assume.) (Also I feel like the Japanese is reaching for 'Another country' as in The past is, which you can't render in English either.)
Still brainfried (had to be reminded several times that today was Monday) went and got more translated comics- The Rabbi's Cat and Adèle Blanc-Sec. There's no excuse for the latter because I've had the French versions on my shelves for at least twenty-five years if not more; and never read them, of course.
Today also was a farewell dinner for Annie Canoe at a nice, putatively Mexican restaurant that in the event served us roast beef and spinach-ricotta stuffed chicken breasts. How strange to be out at a restaurant dining with friends (and a whole bunch of other people) instead of at home on the internet. Quite makes her feel the way she used to feel-- forty years ago when I used to drop in on the house of friends who lived just round the corner from the restaurant.
Buddhistically one shouldn't want things to go one's way. Second Noble Truth and all. But it's so *nice* when things go one's way. My taxes are finished and I get a refund. My insurance policy came and I can cancel the old one and get a refund. My HST refund came today and I found the cheque I'd misplaced and I have half the accountant's fee right there. I feel solvent and content.