Henry's here, off being interviewed for a sysadmin job right now, seems decent, really hope he gets it.
Cold as a witch's tit, but has warmed enough that I should probably walk the pups.
L. is in Woods Hole awaiting the arrival of her pup. He missed his noon boat, kids.
If Henry gets done with the interview thing reasonably early, we're going to VT for pizza. Kid's got a show in town later.
OK, frosty dog walks.