Stayed up a while to put together some collaged backgrounds for ICAD pieces and watch the early part of Sunday’s Padres game.
Got to hear tornado sirens go off from far west of here, as well as thunder loud enough to remind semi-deaf old Winslow that he dislikes thunderstorms. (He remains wedged against my ankles under the desk.) Fortunately, any funnel clouds out there managed to skirt our area.
It’s 12:30 a.m. Off to bed.