Rad may not be the worst movie of the 20th century, but only because there are 14 years left.
After posting the earlier entry, I did a walk. And an errand. A combination walk-errand. I needed to return a library book, Beverly Cleary's…
I've been sad today. It has been easy to think of sad things, and I've been thinking of them while not doing much else. Trying to think of happy…