Tired.

I was at a conference all day today.  Rode my bike into Cambridge from my house, did the conference from 8:15 to about 5:15, then rode home…and got caught in a torrential rainstorm on the way.  Monsoon-type rain; by the time I got home I was soaked to the skin.  At least it was warm.

Enough time for dinner, then two hours of teaching.

Normally I’d be writing tomorrow’s letter now…but I’m gonna hang it up in about 30 seconds and go to bed.  I’ll write tomorrow’s letter tomorrow.  That’s what tomorrow is for.