Got a little snow here tonight. Made the ride home chewy. Not too bad yet. Glad for the bandana under my helmet.
Was talking about stories with my buddy in Malibu again today. Sorta like old times. I look forward to maybe one day having lunches with him again while he’s hip-deep in story writing mode, and asking me inexplicable questions again. I miss that part of working at EA back in the day.
I love a good puzzle, but more than that, I love the story of a good puzzle.
Can’t write now, Prime Suspect is on, and I’ll be damned if it isn’t suddenly way better than it has any right to be, y’know?