I've really gotten out of the habit of writing in this ol' journal, mostly because I've gotten out of the habit of working on my fiction, so I feel like I don't have a lot to say. Stuff is going on, yes.

Mostly, the day job is kicking my ass -- we're putting together a bunch of training materials for our first partner training, which has been... ineresting. I get to do some of the training. This is good, for the most part, though I dread getting up in front of folks and putting them to sleep with my droning voice. But at least I'm learning our software and how it works inside and out. Can't teach it if you don't know it.

This morning I was inspired to get up and get back to work on the baseball novel again. I'm over halfway through the last round of revising, and I think the second half will fly by. The opening had lots o' issues.

And finally, a Drew story -- Elizabeth was driving down the road with him in his car seat, and all of a sudden she heard him saying "Shocks. Pegs.... Shocks. Pegs." Now if we can just get him to add "Lucky!" at the end of that! The kid's a genius, I tell you (plus he digs his dad's t-shirt). I think I will build him a cake. Later!