I’m thinking of going to art school.

I dreamt I was wearing a broken (read: smashed-in) wristwatch.

Slow (personal) news week, as you might imagine. The rest of the world is going to hell in a handbasket, as usual.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Oh, and I know it happened three days ago and all, but to all you early-to-bed types: you missed out on a GREAT show.