The Runcible Blog

There's a crazy fly buzzing around my bubble.
Why won't he leave me alone?
"No, don't go mister fly!"
"I need you!"
I think I'll name him Harry.

he's gone.

Well, amazingly, I didn't do the things I intended to do today. But look on the right -- I put a new useless feature on this page. I'm thinking of another thing I might do involving making a "song of the day" available for download here, but who would bother with that? anyone?
Tomorrow, definitely, I have to be more productive. *sigh*

I don't know how long I've been sitting here trying to get this blog to work the way I want it to work, and I haven't made much progress. For now I'm going to take a break from this time wasting machine...I've got to shower before I stink up the whole house (too late?). Then maybe I'll start looking for a job. Yeah, that's the ticket....

I woke up at 7 with a sore throat. Boo! Now I've got to get in gear and find a job.
I was playing the piano next door just a minute ago. It seems like I always end up playing something sad when I sit down at the piano.

Here's something I scrawled on the back of a photo:

What a strange day Sunday was.....