I spent the morning mired in anger and violence and depression and ignorance and assholery and neglect and death.  And that’s not actually hyperbole, although for obvious reasons I’m not getting into the details.

I spent the afternoon building and flying robot radio-controlled sharks, and then teaching 7th and 8th graders how to fly robot radio-controlled sharks.

And then some other stuff happened that I can’t really talk about yet.

And then I had sushi for dinner.

I was in bed at nine last night; tonight may be earlier.