I want to believe

Peter King has the Raiders ranked higher than Philly, Nawlins and Indy in his Fine Fifteen.
At least they can't do too badly next week... they have the bye.
They'll need the rest. Next up is Steelers in Pittsburgh, for the essentialsaltes versus stepdad rivalry bloodbath.

The Ebb Tide by James Blaylock

The Ebb Tide is a slender new entry in the fabled history of Professor Langdon St. Ives, which Blaylock (one of the original steampunks) has set down in several previous novels back in the 80s and 90s. Or rather I should say that Jack Owlesby set down St. Ives' adventures at the time, and Blaylock has been fortunate enough to discover these records, and magnanimous enough to share them with the rest of us.
The adventure breezes by smoothly, but definitely a light entertainment. But it's always a treat to visit Blaylock's plausibly zany Victorian era, no matter how oxymoronic 'plausibly zany' is. And I've long been a fan of JK Potter's work, and he contributes several nice pieces of interior art, along with the cover. Another lovely book from Subterranean Press.