This was yesterday. You’d never know that, though, by looking outside, because it looks like every other day this week. The only variation in the weather has been the amount of rain falling from the sky at any given moment. Sometimes a little, sometimes a lot, sometimes slightly more wind, sometimes slightly less. O gross.
There’s a bucket on the loading dock at work, for disposing of batteries. Very handy!
I stopped at the gas station for coffee this morning, on my way to work. When I returned to my car, I found that it was parked in by a diesel tanker that was delivering fuel. Fun times!
No, it is not, boys and girls. What this is is an excellent example of why we do not paint latex over oils. It is one of my two bathroom walls that are peeling. Also the bathroom ceiling. Also the bathroom, bedroom, and front doors, both inside and out. (I did not perpetrate this disaster; some previous tenant did. But I do get to live with the aftermath. Joy.)
Andalsotoo, another pretty wrapper.
I admit that I bought this particular candy bar because I liked the wrapper. So I guess that’s a marketing win.
Coptic Bound Book
5 x 3 1/2 inches
16 signatures (32 pages)
140lb Cotman cold press watercolor paper Coptic bound with linen thread
There’s comfort food, and then there are potato pancakes.
Another batch of old chairs is on the way to IU Surplus.
ALSO! Remember this book of found poetry? I ordered another volume of Very Bad Poems by the same author. When it arrives, there will be much cutting and rearranging and frankenpoeming. (Yes, that’s a word. I just made it up.) Also, there will be arting.
red paper boat 