After a trip to the p.o. (to mail in those French contracts) we made out to Mom's about 12:30 p.m. and headed back home at 4:30 p.m. It was a good day. I have clean underwear again and Mom and I spent hours talking about lots of things, but mostly family history. I made notes.
Please have a look at the current eBay auctions. Thanks. Money's a little tight right now, so every bit helps. Also, Spooky's getting new necklaces up in her Etsy shop.
Here's something I said on Twitter today, where I rarely ever say anything. I'm putting it here, because it's important:
And that whole Banksy "Art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable" thing? That's bullshit. There is no "should" in art.
Oh, and I took a photo of this marvelous chicken plate at my mother's.