Here’s a picture of the sun I took when I got home from work tonight. Actually it’s a street light; the real sun is emanating white just beyond the western horizon, which is how I now that spring is on the way. In other news, Stephen is the tech/gadget guy in our relaish, which means that when he’s working — as he is tonight — and I want to watch television, I inevitably end up with a white screen of static death because I can’t figure out how to use the remote. I’ve had “lessons” and everything from him, but it’s hopeless; I inherited my mother’s inability to function in a highly technological world. (Even though I like to pretend that I’m a Cylon.) It’s probably for the best, because we’re planning to watch a lot of Dynasty this weekend, so I need to put in some quality non-teevee time while I can.