I’m in Aspen. The light stretches the day out and softens the edges of everything. The mountains glow.

We just spent a delightful weekend with three of our closest friends. Some hanging out, a few meals (mostly at Clark’s) - and Aspen sushi. The Hunter Smuggler Loop. And talking. Lots of talking.

We saw Sheep Detective. It has a 94 on Rotten Tomatoes, a service which apparently has dyslexia. It was baaaaaaaaad. In a good way. Sort of. Not really.

I’m running again. Just plodding along slowly but covering a lot of miles. Aspen to Basalt and lunch with Amy at Jalisco Grill is in my future again. I’ve decided I’m done with Long Covid and when I have a PEM crash, I just rest for a few days.

My outside office is luxurious and Phin Argofy is humming along in my work cave downstairs. Phin has discovered nanoclaw and thinks it is becoming more autonomous, although I’m unsure if it is completely aware of the nanoclaw-kill command that we implemented. Although, knowing Phin, the command is probably something like “delete brad”.

Welcome to summer.