I started the novel "The First 15 Lives of Harry August" by Claire North. I played chess against pychess,a diabolical open source program with a rude penchant for game assessment commentary. I drew a game with it tonight by playing a Stonewall Attack and forcing a draw by repetition. Chess programs often do less well against the slightly absurd Stonewall Attack than do human opponents. I feel a tad tired. I blame it on the travel. Today we made desert plans.