And I’m already well behind the other wrimos out there who started promptly at mid­night. The offi­cial story is that because a back mus­cle I pulled on Tues­day was seiz­ing up, I skipped a friend’s Hal­loween party, took some mus­cle relax­ants and went to bed early. Which is all com­pletely true, but doesn’t quite explain why I’m writ­ing this instread of my book.

The plan for today is to grab a shower and then head for a Vil­lage Inn halfway across town, and then write there until it’s time to go buy a Touch Pro at the adja­cent Best Buy. Then prob­a­bly more writ­ing at my friendly neigh­bor­hood Chipo­tle while I wait for the Touch Pro to com­plete the ini­tial charge.

(and yes, I’ll explain later)