Better hurry!

I'd better hurry up and write a book!  I coulda got killed!  < That's the type of syntax the book will feature.

I already have my box of file cards. Just need a podium/lectern at which to stand.

Although, this blog in book form would be the greatest testament to humanity's brief flowering imaginable.  I know, I know.

Reassurance from a rabbit

Argh

Was driving to work this morning in the light snow crap, listening to old Jerry on WYSO talking about all the accidents out there, and at that precise instant, the truck slid on the iced-up (locally infamous) overpass, I lost control utterly (going 67 mph) from the middle lane, hit another driver (bashing her side door in royally), hitting the retaining wall doodad, and coming to a stop, without further ado.  That was enough, though.

"No one was hurt," as Tom Hagen would say.

Still - terrifying.  And now have to go through all the rigamarole of getting truck fixed, etc.  I love that truck, so I hope the frame and such are alright.

Glad to be alive, though!

Weekend

"Smokey Stands Up Now"

That, of course, if the title of my Where the Red Fern Grows/Sounder-style Newbery winner I would write about the Cement Yard Five, were I in 1971.

Add a mirror, add an hour

This picture took four and a half hours to get right.  It took me that long to figure out how not to be in the picture.  The Bride's legs started to give way, the baby grew hungry, glassy-eyed and listless...probably.

Bedroom suit

Just heard a radio commercial offering a "four piece bedroom suit [sic]."

YES