Life is so real...

So naturally it isn't hard enough to have four people live in a small place, but lets see what happens when the dryer breaks... I will give you a hint: it's not awesome.

But luckily we are capable of some ingenious drying techniques...

Time out

As Christine mentioned on Monday, there's a lack of inspiration as of late. I think a temporary hiatus is on the horizon. More on that later, but for now, I'm already running late for work. I wish I could keep driving south today. I would like to drive south all the way to Disneyland and have myself one of these Mickey ice cream sandwiches. That would be a delight!

Make: Spring come alive.

I haven't had a lot of time lately with (work and being lost in transitions) to be creative in a real productive way. Hopefully that will change soon as life's pace steadies for all of us. I have to say that this weekend there was some furniture moved around in the homestead, and that typically stirs things up in the ole' creative brain pan, so fingers crossed.

Bu the furniture wasn't the only new arrangement introduced in to the house this weekend, the decor got a little Springtime makeover as well...

Blergh.

via Life Takes Me Random Places

Working six days a week while packing for a move is not helping me be a good blogger. AT ALL. It is, however, helping me be an excellent complainer...as evidenced by the series of texts I sent to Catherine last night. Welcome, April.

I was going to talk about some essential short stories, starting with the menace-laden masterpiece that is Joyce Carol Oates' "Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been?", but that's definitely not happening. Maybe tomorrow afternoon...maybe not. We'll see how things progress. In the meantime, you should pick up her massive brick of selected stories: High Lonesome. It's a dream and a scream.