But neither sun nor moon, my dear, has yet caught me
We are home. You can tell because someone just set off a window-rattling firework less than a block from our building. Nonetheless, we celebrated our return inland with clam chowder and fish and chips. My hair still smells faintly of salt and I take comfort in it.
Given the very high levels of hateful everything lately, I was truly not expecting the Supreme Court ruling on workplace protections and queer rights to go the way it did. I am very happy it did! May it presage similarly humane rulings when the rest of the everything hits the legal fan.
Autolycus has reclaimed his rightful lap.

Given the very high levels of hateful everything lately, I was truly not expecting the Supreme Court ruling on workplace protections and queer rights to go the way it did. I am very happy it did! May it presage similarly humane rulings when the rest of the everything hits the legal fan.
Autolycus has reclaimed his rightful lap.


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He has a very sincere face, which can lend itself well to expressions of mild reproach. (Earned, in this case, since we had actually been out of the house for two whole days, as opposed to the times when he cannot be starving because we fed him an hour ago.) The eyebrows help.
Gorsuch is not my hero; I am sure he is capable of horrors and will commit some at some point. But I am so happy he did not do so for this case.
Yes. I didn't expect him to choose justice. Maybe he's honest after all.