One piece of information that arises during the day: it’s Einstein’s birthday today. So happy birthday, Albert.
More mouse, more counting of extremities, sporadic science fiction. Interesting to read Clifford D. Simak’s You Can’t Go Home Again. Under the datedness of the story (which hinges on everything that we would now take to be made of plastic to be, instead, made out of metal, and a tremendous male-ness about the proceedings) it still has a lot to say about human (read Euro-American) arrogance and hubris.
To bed at 10:30, an admission that would probably earn me jeers of pity and contempt among my peers.