Kathy made some cranberry bread last night. Quite tasty.
Dreams included some guy tring to convince me that Hebrew couldn't possibly work in Unicode by some pigeonhole-principle argument, ELNA calling me about a book order (I had to duck aside for it to be quiet enough to hear them -- I remember saying "pardonu, mi ne povis auxdi vin") and one where I was being chased by a bee. Remember, kids, if you ever see a swarm of bees in dreamland, there's always one that has your name on it.
I think the other reason I keep making typos on this keyboard is that it requires a lot of force relative to my laptop's. But there is still the issue of QWERTY.