play with neglected miserable lonely dog (and feed him, too, but he doesn't care about that)
accept that yoga is not happening until the climbing gym
convert starter to sponge
take out compost
farm stand for Thanksgiving shopping
coffee shop* (to work! take that, JOHN SCALZI! By GOD, I'm hitting a hundred pages today or tomorrow)
convert sponge into bread dough
take out trash
really, finish reading that book! (yeah right--but tomorrow for sure.)
write book review
Asian grocery store
put garden to bed
(I'm just testing that old saw about being able to publish my grocery list.)
Happy birthday, Gordon Lightfoot.
*I'm going to be at the Half Moon in Wallingford around one, if anybody wants a writing date.