I resemble this remark

"I am not a morning person (in much the same way that the stars are not fruit-bats)"
    -Neil Gaiman

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It was nice and clear earlier this evening, but now it's clouding up enough that it will be hard, if not impossible, to watch the rest of the eclipse. Grump.

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I'm heading into the bunker to wait for the world to end, as it surely must. (Or perhaps it will be something like this instead.)