Oh, yeah!

I couldn't have planned that better.

I am: Hal Clement (Harry C. Stubbs) A quiet and underrated master of "hard science" fiction who, among other things, foresaw integrated circuits back in the 1940s.

Which science fiction writer are you?

Doesn't look good

I'm really hungry, and it's not close enough to lunchtime yet. That means I'm probably coming down with a cold. This especially stinks because T is supposed to get his current cast off his ankle and get re-evaluated today. I was hoping he'd be able to start riding the bus again, which would let me finally stop driving and start riding again.

A good ride usually chases colds away, but tomorrow might not be soon enough. It may have a good hold on me by then. This winter has kind of been a drag; for one reason or another I've had to go a week or more not riding every day, several times, and it has resulted in me catching colds for the first time in a few years.