
The neighborhood where the church and house are located is called Sunnyland (as you shake your head at its name's silliness in a mid-January drizzle when the sun is merely an urban legend, and your fleece and bike rain gear become an integral part of your daily wardrobe) and today it is named perfectly, although I was in a meeting tonight until 8:30 and missed the sunset.
Not much more...the same old grind. But good things are happening on the jobs side. Hopefully favorably. I am reading The Four Hour Work Week. (Someday I will discipline myself enough to drastically reduce my Internet and e-mail usage.) But regarding his style, it seems the author despises work in a subtle way. I sort of like it. But then again, he probably doesn't ride his bike to work.
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