Blast from the past, quite literally. Skunk out back doing its thing. Could be 2003 again.
Said I would do nothing this weekend but read, and indeed, I did nothing this weekend but read. This counts as accomplishment. Oh, and walked, rather more than I have been. Morning walk today was just fine; evening, pretty much the same distance, saw me flagging just a few blocks after setting out. I know I'm out of condition, but some of this must surely be fallout from the chronic hack-and-snot.
On the up side, saw a pair of shoes in one of the Korean stores, precisely the right shape for my feet. Now if they only have my size...