Looks like a rainy, not walk around town day, so for the most part I will stick to Michelle's apartment and continue to rework, organize and work on ideas as to how to trick her into an organized state of mind, ya sure. Later, if the poor weather clears, I will walk over to my new digs and continue my project from yesterday and rearrange the 'furniture' and make room to set up the torch, kiln and other necessary supplies so I can get back to making glass stuff... did I mention that I was evicted from my previous 'studio' two plus weeks ago? The good news, the recovery from the eviction is going along faster than I thought it would. The garage does have a separate electric meter, that's good for reasons II will not visit today.

Bye,
Mike, I do have an idea that could save a lot of trouble and legal wrangling and that would be to drop the i and t from the alphabet..., E

organizing

Working to get Michelle's apartment in shape and organized so I can get more of my stuff moved in. When done the place will look and feel bigger and with a little luck, OK, a lot of luck Michelle will NOT do her usual routine of getting it out, using it and then letting gravity take over wherever she may be. This morning Michelle spent a good 15 minutes looking for her bra that she did not find so a redirected search began to find an older bra.

Bye,
Mike, off to see if I can make room in a full garage so I can make marbles, E

Been awhile

Well over a year has past and this is my second post, I wonder what that says for the future of this blog.
My contraband happy pills run out in five days so I better post something before it gets downright gloomy upstairs. I am not sure I like happy pills, there are no really optimistic moments anymore, just reality and who wants that!
Finally got myself and the homeless guy evicted from the 'studio',how cool is that. I do have a temporary place to work however it will take a handful of weeks to move, sort and throw away all the stuff that cluttered the space around me.

Bye,
Mike, remember to lug the shoe box full of old PB westerns to John, E