Here’s the view out of the window. Nothing but smoke. We’re sealed up with inside ventilation and exhaust fans running, and we can still smell it. Outside, it smells like we’re breathing in a campfire. Gaah.
- Twenty-Thousand Leagues Under the Sea by Jules Verne
- FFB: Death of A Busybody by George Bellairs
- Short Story Wednesday – “Oomphel in the Sky” by H. Beam Piper
- Reading E. B. White
- Ice Storm Snarl
- Bought a Few Things…
- Short Story Wednesday
- short story Wednesday – Thrilling Stories of the Railway by Victor L. Whitechurch
- Up Yours, WF!
- Shelf Shot 14
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