Sometimes, it's 12 of 12 and I'm out of town, or hanging with friends, or doing something really interesting. Today is not one of those days. It's not Chad Darnell's fault, but ultimately one could say that 12 of 12 is. ("Fault", "inspiration", whatever.)
Austenacious got a new header over the weekend, and if you think finding a tiny disco ball, photographing it, and Photoshopping it into a website header shouldn't take six months, well...we'd probably like to work with you. Heh.
Sarah stringing me up by my fingernails. Or, more appropriately, whistling "The Farmer in the Dell" and shooting me in the head with a .45-caliber shotgun. (However: !!!!!)
Citron wrap is nigh, but those 540-stitch rows in the last section are not to be trifled with. I'd better find me some strapless dresses and some chilly summer evenings to show this baby off.
3:13 - Scripting away: Acts II and III, draft two.
4:24 -We have this bizarre talking Caller ID feature that announces aloud who's calling (as well as showing it in a pop-up bar at the bottom of the TV; when the robots overtake us, at least I can go down blaming Comcast), and today the phone told me with great specificity that "Nra" was on the phone.
4:48 - The great thing about California is that, even if it rains, things will look like this eventually. And by "eventually" I pretty much mean "within twenty-four hours." We wouldn't have it any other way.
7:26 - Rehearsing the Ukrainian Alleluia with forty of my closest friends.