Saturday, Parkrun, Bug chasing, and Hair

There's been some alarm from my readers over the prospect of my moving [though I can't fathom why. I find a way to work around every impediment in my path] so let me ease some concerns with this:

It's all at least a year in the future IF things go well for us.

By that time, the kids could have lives of their own. By that time, I could have an author career. I could have a multi-bajillion-dollar deal with some megacorporation [I can dream]. A year is a long time and I shouldn't have been excited about the potential changes for a little slice of better.

Sorry about the glee.

We managed to fix a few programs

I got my hair redid in a nice shade of aqua, soon to be emerald green.

Onwards, as fast as possible, to my offerings.