Discombobulation: recovering, somewhat, from a seesaw/PunyGod day of crashing and spiking bloodsugar. Probably a combo of getting my run/row routine back in sync and the relief over a project release (even though it was the least stressful TSR recording/release process since the show's inception – thank you Mac Mini and Scarlett 2i2), the closing of an open loop – but, either way, the superbouncebloodball remains in effect: the harder you hit the floor, the higher you bounce, bounce, bounce... repeat, ad infinitum.

A dream between then and now of Thanos's dismay that I had assembled a Lego set before him. I think it was a Lego of the FRIENDS apartment or maybe SEINFELD though I’ve not assembled either – probably would have been more lifelike had it been a race to assemble the ‘89 Batmobile / Batwing sets (I win); Thanos also wore a fleece vest and camo pants and scratched his hand where the Gauntlet had been: how the mighty have fallen.

Snap / bounce, bounce, bounce...

Speaking of dreams: Dream TSR guest: Guillermo del Toro to talk NOSFERATU (1922) and VAMPYR; must upgrade the latter to Blu.

Obsession with the Mego Horror line continues: Lon Chaney joins the above-the-corkboard lineup of Karloff, Lee, Lanchester, Chaney Jr, and Rains. Cushing, Hedison, more Karloff, and Chapman/Brown potentially inbound. Scope the Masque of the Red Death:

Have to work on finding the router a new home and solve this spotty office internet bollocks once and for all. Note to self: placing said router next to a wall with a brick chimney in it probably wasn't the best idea but I went where the cable line went. Anticipating basement fun of shifting one cable line to another hole – but at least I (might) get to break out the drill.

Winter Weather Advisory inbound, 1600 today - 0900 tomorrow. Not unlikely that Friday as snowday by default will continue.