Sunday

Today was just one of those days. It isn't as if we did nothing--Sunshine especially: she made it to the one-third mark on her book draft today, finding her well over a hundred pages into the final project. I did somewhat less, but managed to make us some pizza bread and bagel sandwiches for dinner. There are now over a hundred and thirty photos up at my Flickr place, mostly with captions, and I am going to put a real push into doubling that next week. Sunshine will be traveling to Durango for two days, and that means I can work on it for twenty four hours a day if I want (carefully employing my sandwich-making skills whenever the mood strikes me). It will probably mean that there are more entries in the Update Stuff like this one, I fear. Little new to report in the news: the protestors in Mexico City, after weeks of stopping the beating heart of the Mexican capital by closing roads, barricading the stock exchange, and hassling media sources, are branching out to area toll highways to restrict access to popular beaches and other vacation destinations. The officially ordered nine-percent recount must be finished by this evening at midnight, legally, so the nation is holding its breath as I type. Good luck nation. If there is significant numerical change versus the previous outcome (and one side says there is, and that everything should be annulled; and the other says there is not, and that everything has been fine all along), the judiciary will have to sit to decide how many more sealed ballots to open this coming week, and this story will drag on. Remember, they cannot drag on past the end of September. Things are coming to a head. [Cavin]