My ISP gave me a busy signal for a couple of hours, so I couldn't get online. That's never happened before. I could have fired up Sluggo and used Juno, if only I'd been willing to let the room get cold enough, but I decided I'd rather stay warm. Thus, instead of going out and collecting more URLs, I just began pruning and rearranging those I already have stored away as Opera bookmarks. I barely made a dent in them. I've seen only the tiniest fraction of teh Internets, and yet it's way too much.
It looks more and more as though I'm going to have to go get my neck yanked on. Something is definitely out of place there. This is the worst time of year to get this done, too, as all my joints are stiffer in cold weather than they are when it's warm. But, when turning my head to quickly results in a sudden sharp pain, something needs to be done about it.
Pearl Harbor Day. The Hitler History channel will be running its usual marathon of related programs. TCM, however, is running a whole day of movies about Queens (the sort that reign, not the sort who hang out in gay bars.) They always used to run at least one or two WWII movies for the occasion. War must be less popular this year, for some reason.
Overcast this morning. I like the dimness of it, but I want the sun to emerge before late afternoon. Otherwise I'm apt to oversleep. That will make my neck even worse.