I have so far done no writing or inputting. I did think about the short story I talked about yesterday. Seeing Lizzie 10 years in the future, the captain of her own airship, protecting the skies above the earth.
I am now trying to input 500 words before I go to bed. (I have managed about 250 but am too tired to go on.)
Today's joke is:
Show me where Stalin is buried and I'll show you a Communist plot!