Wednesday, January 16, 2013


It's sleeting right now which isn't bad, better than snow, just bounces off of my coat, rain would soaked in. Teeny-tiny hail, maybe? Wasn't there an episode of Little House on the Prarie where some woman gets knocked out by hail?

Did a bit of writing on the bus and subway, so I'm feeling productive. It's a shame I have to waste it on work. Playing with some tricky pipe bends, nothing too glamorous. I have to bring my own glamour, as always. Cradle of Filth is wonderful to listen to while I write, kind of an anti Gregorian chant. I keep thinking of Richmond from The I.T. Crowd. "It's called Coffin Fodder. It's quite beautiful, actually."

Have a happy one, please drive safe.


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