A chunk of the Santa Cruz Mountains (down east of Gilroy) is on fire, and the smoke has drifted all the way here to Redwood City, where I am working from home to hide from the construction in the office. Today they're doing the drywall sanding in the new offices twenty feet from my cube, so I expect it will be both dusty and loud. Plus I want to have lunch with the Danger gang.

I'm teaching the weapons class on Sunday morning. It's sort of terrifying to think about--I've never taught a class before--but since I'm sticking to a few things I know well, I'm sure it will be fine.