As one day bleeds right into the next, I thought I’d stop in and say “hi.”
hi.
I would now like to present to you, the reader, with my 2020 Working Calendar :
- January
- February
- March¹
- March²
- March³
- March⁴
- March⁵
- March⁶
- ?
- ?
- ?
- ?
I both finished and started commissions that probably should have been done in March¹. I was not expecting Covid to not only shut down my quaint little burgh, but also my ambition to muster any motivation.
March² was more of the same. Each month of March¹²³⁴⁵⁶ brought something new and horrifying to the table. But I digress.
In moments of mind-numbing ennui, I went down many internet rabbit holes to discover many unknown facts. Whether it was learning about inside rifts of my favorite bands (it’s either money or a pink flamingo)
or finding the X with his future Mrs living in a brand new house on an episode of Cribs
And a bathroom I can play baseball in
And a king size tub
Big enough for ten plus me.
Forgive me. March⁶ has been particularly stressful.
I just had a Nickelback flashback.
Anyway, I found this gem: