Good Saturday morning, Stroock's Book's Kibbutzim. We got in a Judaism last night. No Judaism this morning, though. Heh, we're usually the quiet guy at the synagogue with the three daughters and the pretty wife. Last night someone actually asked us what we think of current events in Israel. So, we told them. We still have history professor syndrome. Ten years now, almost.
Three days! Can't wait!
The Things, such as they are.
There's not much to report, really. We're almost done with the readthrough of War Night.
We made some good progress researching Thatcher's War. The novel is coming into focus.
The Saigon on the Thames story is grinding forward. February 1st, people.
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