Made it to 89* today, depending on which weather liar you choose to believe tomorrow is supposed to be either 79* or 86* for a high. MAYBE--just MAYBE--the blast furnace has shut down for the year. I won't risk any folding money on that bet, though.
Today was nice. The smoke has departed after almost 3 months of constant presence. The 243 was releasable today, but with doctoring and phone traffic with med insurance brokers (Medicare is almost 6 months overdue and STILL all messed up, long story not worth the bandwidth) I was too irritated to fight the crowds at the toy emporium to pick it up. Manana. Gotta head that way for another meet-up, I'll swoop it up after that concludes. I have most of what I need to get back into the 243 Business, including castings and J-words. There are even Condor Cuddler deer bullets in The Bear Habitat. Right now I'm in the middle of 9mm Refill Marathon, Marie's and Melissa's pistols look hungry and underfed.