My vacation has ended. Back at the salt mines. Sweet FSM I have a lot of email stacked up.
The last three or four days have been a bucket of allergy-joy.
By which I mean, there's no joy there at all.
We're getting hit with a last gasp of summer (typical for the Bay Area) with uncomfortable heat. Combine that with the ragweed and whatever else is spewing into the air and last night was not the most restful sleep I've had.
Nevertheless, I'm back at work and trying to figure out what the hell I was doing before I went on vacation.
I can't quite parse out the early hour yet. My email is incomprehensible. I think I may have killed my plant.
And it's only Monday.
Psst, Oscar Voters: Guillermo del Toro’s ‘Frankenstein’ Exhibit Is Coming
to Hollywood
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The horror master's passion project has such lavish production design, its
relics literally belong in a museum.
25 minutes ago

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