1) Prowling through the bowels of the Athenaeum to research my talk at next weekend's WGBH event, I can tell I'm going to have to come back and explore the rolling shelves on cookbooks and food.
2) Earlier this week I thought it was just spam when I got an email from the "editor" of a website advertising bachelor party travel services in an East European capital, asking to partner with my website. But it was downright creepy to get her follow-up "Just wanted to make sure you saw this" email this afternoon. Looking over the site (via ye Gyggle, not with the links sent in the email), I had to reply that I didn't think it was "on brand" to partner with a site that promoted bachelor party pranks like the "sexy maid wake up" and such like.
3) The last photo here is my umbrella last night after Augusta Wynd mangled it. With imagination, it looks like the wimple of the Mother Superior in the Madeline books.