it is saturday, i am not on fire.

typical: woke, ran out without bathing, got coffee, stopped at TBM to get paper. headed to screwball.

at screwball, steve was deep in preparing for a highschool class who was coming by today. i stayed out of his way and cut my films. class came, followed by judge, who sat quietly working on her films next to me. when steve seeme to be lagging in his talk a bit, we jumped in and talked about hand-cut films while steve set up a screen. once the kids started printing, all was easy-going.

john arrived just after noon with hot doug's for me, steve, judge and himself. awesome. john racked for steve while i finished cutting films and burning screens. eventually we got started on the austerity program / nonagon prints.

by the time the sun went down, we were finished. i signed enough prints for john to hang around town and sent him home, and did some cleaning up before judge helped me carry stuff down to the car. i stopped at wild oats for $57 worth of groceries, and came home to give di some frozen yogurt.

email, blog, dog in our bed, sleep.

remember to turn the clocks back.