Day 4,484: Faulconbridge

Day 4,484: Faulconbridge

King John is a mess of a play. I actually have a hard time believing that Shakespeare wrote it when they say he did, or even that he originally wrote it in the first place, just because there are so many narrative missteps and clumsiness that I can see he’s already...
Day 4,483: Soff

Day 4,483: Soff

Busy, busy Friday. Whew. I was up on time at 7 this morning and was able to get my outline off to my cowriter…hope he likes it. There are still a few things left to fill in. Didn’t quite finish it, but the story is all there. I honestly got much further than I was...
Day 4,482: Safe

Day 4,482: Safe

Getting work done on the house always zonks me out. And I mean other people working on the house. I just get physically tired, a good kind of tired, when I’m doing work myself…but if it’s other people, it really spaces me out by the end of the day. Still had a very...
Day 4,481: Binomials

Day 4,481: Binomials

Sheesh. It’s already bedtime. Work was busy today. Which was stressful because we had the pups going to a new vet all the way out in Thousand Oaks for teeth cleaning. Joy is 11lbs, my little baby chonker. Actually, 11 is fine for her, I think. But she is so tiny, we...
Day 4,480: Traffic

Day 4,480: Traffic

The traffic to this little website has dramatically increased lately, and I don’t know why. Like, here’s the thing, guys…save for a dedicated few who just wish to keep up with me because they know me, I don’t see the appeal of these daily blog entries for the masses....