THREE'S THE CHARM

I'm on a roll. This is the third day in a row posting. Must be something in the deodorant.

Anyway, I can't imagine why anyone would be interested –– perhaps you've had a hankering to burgle my home and need to case the joint, in which case, here's a photo of part of my studio so you don't stumble and fall over while prowling around in the dark. This may not be the best angle. I'll post another picture when the opportunity presents itself. If you're really good I'll post the blueprints to house's ductwork, just in case you choose to crawl in "Mission Impossible" style.

So this is where the manual labor takes place, where the blood, sweat, and tears are shed, where barrels of java are consumed, and where I take naps. The computer stuff is on the other wall, to the left of this area. As you can see, this was a closet, but I took the doors off and it happened that everything fit just right -- like it was meant to be there. Ooohh-Aahh.

Yeah, this is my own little creative world of imagination. It's easy being a hermit if you can tailor your surroundings to include a mug-warmer.