If I ever have time to blog regularly again it’ll be a Christmas fucking miracle.
We used to have a saying at the Enginerding company – “when everything is important, nothing is important.” I’m working on about sixteen things that all need to get done first, and I feel like a whirling dervish who instead of finishing things is running from one thing to another, spinning around and knocking things every which way. Things I thought I’d be doing in two months suddenly have to be done now, things I thought I’d be doing now aren’t getting done at all, and a couple new things have popped up. And this heat, humidity, and no wind at all makes me want to punch a baby in the face.
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A Day in the Life
Maker of thrown, hand-built, and slipcast ceramics; dyer and spinner of yarn; writer of science fiction; watcher of people and nature.