Plan B

Wet, chilly, and miserable outside today. I know that Thoreau or Alcott would probably have gone out and sat under a tree to read, anyway. Sorry, Transcendentalists. Man Thinking is going to try to find a way to do this without having to also be Man Shivering. Gotta find a way to be out from behind this shiny screen! I have two e-mails I need to write; then maybe I'll head to the coffee shop where I can at least look out the window while I read . . . my effete, postmodern version of Shakespeare By The Sea.