Surviving a plane crash is surprisingly common

Ah 4am. Up worrying about work and email from overseas, about films and film fests, about freelance books, and heartburn.

I have the furnace cranked up to 69, but I’m still cold. San Jose, in mid-April. Me, wondering where the California sun went. Brrrrr.

found a bunch of $1 bills I left in my pocket in the washer. Evidently, it decided to keep the $10 bill for itself.