I'm working on Scandal right now, knee deep in work, ripping things to shreds and reassembling the bits. I'd like to finish that today. Hopefully I will. My son's at the 49ers game with my sister, so it's been a quiet afternoon with the puppy and the cats fighting for space on my lap. I have to go grocery shopping and get a new mouse. Mine is years and years old and showing signs of being persnickity.

I've been reading my son the last volume of the Bartimaeus trilogy, Ptolemy's Gate and I'm enjoying it a lot. Perhaps not quite as good as the first two. For some reason his editor seems to have fallen down on the job and let him get away with some really really irritating sentence fragments (which I fix when I read out loud -- it just happens.) But Stroud at his best is a master of the high tension scene, and Bartimaeus is rippingly funny.

Anyway. Off to the store.