Post-Labor Day Open Thread

Yesterday was Labor Day . . . and boy did I labor. I took my Mom and my son to the Labor Day sales, for which I deserve a medal. I also took care of mountains of domestic duties, including digging my son out from a pile of clean clothes that would have done a hoarder proud. I was worried his would be one of those cases where the piles collapse on him, burying him alive and then, for weeks after, people would wonder how he could have so mysteriously vanished.

I’m still wrapping up a few domestic responsibilities this morning, one of which necessitates a trip into San Francisco. I have lots of ideas for writing later today, so please (a) contribute your ideas, articles, thoughts, insights here, at this Open Thread, for the morning, and (b) check in with Bookworm Room in the afternoon.