late at night, and i'm watching the padres-dodger game on computer, all the while trying to make a little progress with two books i'm reading. each is intense enough that i could not read it by itself. together they are still intense but at least there's baseball.

spent much of the day marketing which is why i got these two very-different, wild books to read tonight. now that i write about it, the ballgame is not really going to be enough to help neutralize what these two books do. one is the retelling of genesis, but with god telporting and christ trying to make peace with lucifer. it's funny in that they are all very human and even have bad grammar, which i'm sure to point out in the review. the other is pure smut; a poor guy becomes a slave and that includes being a sex slave. pure smut, as i said, but with good writing unlike the other. it moves better if it has decent writing. but the smut - ouch!

meanwhile the padres and dodgers are playing a pretty good game. it goes back and forth, dogs winning, pods winning, like that, but basically playoff baseball is the best baseball. i'm looking forward to guardians-yankees tomorrow; for some reason i was unable to catch it last night. and the guardians lost. maybe that was my fault. i need to be there for my team.

it's pretty tenuous, here, with the kids in school. it's hard for them to go back from a spring of lollygagging to a fall of five-days-a-week education. they are not used to learning or even sitting still.

and the small-town illinois trees have exploded in huge, outsized, colorful leaves falling everywhere, and some rain to make the whole thing slippery, and a kind of drizzle going back and forth around, sometimes very light, sometimes threatening more. it's kind of different (to us, from new mexico), and we're interested.

but i'll keep you up with everything later. go guardians!