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When I agreed last week to go on a date on Saturday up in Silver Spring, it didn't sound like a bad idea. It'd been years since I've been up there, and I figured that while I'd probably get there too early, I could shop for a new summer work top, since I kind of need one. That, of course, did not reckon with the nonstop pouring rain all day. I broke out the raincoat I haven't worn in years either, but the umbrella I took got damaged en route, and I couldn't close it properly, which was a pain. I wasn't able to find a good top anyway, and I ended up hiding out in the mall until the date happened. That was actually good; the guy was okay, and I'm definitely hoping for a second date. But then there was getting home, and with most of the streets turned into streams by the final stretch. I don't think my shoes have been entirely dry since. Getting caught in another rainstorm while getting the groceries Sunday didn't help.
Is Newt Gingrich now just sitting around writing pro-Trump books? Today I found myself having to catalogue the second one that's come from him. Sean Spicer's book is currently sitting by my desk, since it arrived today but we can't circulate it until tomorrow. Published by Regnery, which means he did not turn on him in it. Now I'm really tweets about Russia possibly sabotoging out electric systems, and thinking about the fact that we've had way too many power outages in the past few weeks. Though of course two of them had their causes accounted for.
At least I enjoyed most of the news and trailers coming out of ComicCon. Except I'm mad at Fantastic Beasts once again, actually putting Johnny Depp out on stage the day after Marvel fired James Gunn for far less?!