Eh.

I don't really have anything to say tonight. I went to church, came home, slept, helped John go through a few boxes (most interesting find: my old Quantum Leap shirts), laughed at selected excerpts from Conservapedia, whittled away at my backlog of email, inquired about getting Dan's yearbook inscription to me translated (it's in Quechua, but rendered in one of Tolkien's alphabets), fixed typos and misspellings on a three year old page about the magic of Mâvarin, spent a few hours trying to create a graphic of the sword / coin talisman in Heirs of Mâvarin...and here I am. It's late, and I have to go to bed now. Making the rounds of the rest of the Robins will have to wait another night. Sorry!