I like phrases like "Gift from the Sea", which could be the subtitle of a Golden Books paperback called "Wondrous Shells of the World". I can assure you that "Wondrous Shells of the World" would not have the needless anatomical detail of the huge "Shells of North America" tome I read prior to our vacation. I never knew that mollusks could be rendered so body-parts-ish, at least not by a well-wisher.
I drove the "back way" to work today, down country roads past rural places and small towns. The new shopping center in Garland is along that path, and I marveled at how far the construction has come. This is the first "real" shopping center in Garland in decades, and it's going to be a welcome addition.
A player on FICS played the old Ware Opening,which is not really the 1 a4 Ware opening, but the Robert Ware Opening with f3, g3, Nh3 and Nf2, and a fianchetto. I resolved to write a long post about the real Robert Ware, whom I met in the 1970s. I wonder if I wrote that post already--it seems to me I may have done so. I have never let repetition keep me from writing on a topic, though. I will save it for another day. I forgot to ask my opponent if she or he knew Robert Ware, too. FICs is funny--the player may have, or may be from Moldova and completely unaware. I consider it a personal mission to keep stories like Robert Ware's alive--it's like the oral tradition before great cultural works are written.
I beat a 1600 player in a spirited King's Indian Defense, storming my opponent's position with a classic h pawn, g pawn, f pawn pawn onslaught. I think it's far easier to play the black side of the Classical King's Indian, no matter what the books say.
I watched the Veronica Mars finale, finding it satisfying in every particular. I give kudos to UPN for renewing it despite low ratings.