Moody-looking Monday

No outdoor climbing today; it looks and feels like late winter here in Seattle, creating the urge in one to crawl back under the covers, including the down comforter which is still on top of the bed.
Hied me to the climbing gym, where numerous friends showed up to work out. Had a good time, throwing myself up the walls unto exhaustion.
I have ONE chapter left in Moby Dick - gonna miss loony ole Ahab and his madness over this poor goddamned whale who was just trying to fend off all those murdering whalers from his flocks, by day and night. I've dipped into Halperin's "Winter's Tale," which pales by comparison to Melville.