Ongoing notes.

In the last few chapters of The Tiger is Out, I've sent Joe and Buffy to New York City, where they've gone to art museums, dealt with paparazzi, and generally had a good time, and there's no talking me out of "Positively 4th Street" as a definitive late-series Buffy Summers song.

Today, Joe finally got horseback riding lessons.

I've begun a slightly modified bike route as of this Sunday - taking a different street north to the park where I loop back around and head south. The zooming downhill part is what I live for, some days.

As of yesterday, I've also gone back to scrambled eggs for breakfast. It seemed like the thing to do, and I guess I'll keep at it until it isn't.