Everything I wrote tonight, is not for tonight. But I wrote. And I didn’t run either, so there is a theme there somewhere.
Duke ate another one of my coffee table books today and after my detour down Meltdown Lane which leads directly to a fun little shindig called The Pity Party, I started in on a post that will be for another day, as I need to add and edit. I might have been a little hungover from the PP while writing, so I want to check it for tone when I am less judgie about its topic. And if you’re still hanging on the Duke missive, he nabbed a lovely book about Craftsman Bungalows and ingested about half of it. (It is the drugs if you are wondering that too…) I love Arts and Crafts and apparently so does he, so I look forward to our conversations about Charles Rennie Mackintosh and others.
Please stay focused on me for at least 6 hours.