Le Guin’s advice—read when you cannot write, sleep when you cannot read—has been top of mind all week and I am intensely grateful.

I started practicing reading the news less when I still worked with a newsroom & the thing that’s always worked is to have a book—a physical book, real paper—at hand at all times. Short stories and poetry are great for dipping in & out of, but anything that holds my attention does the trick.

Since I can no longer Google stupid CSS/HTML/etc questions, I must now hit my friends up, and honestly win/win: they get more time with me, a very charming person, and I get highly credible and probably funny answers to my questions.

Searched a very simple question—the kind that a year or two ago would have returned multiple credible and useful answers—and got page after page of obvious slop. What a fucking waste. We made a wonderful thing and then just goddamn threw it away.

Warmest Halloween in almost 80 years; longest stretch without measurable rain in nearly 150; climate change in Philadelphia is proceeding exactly on schedule!