This was one of the few doodles I did during the Marathon. When I wrote the title, I was thinking of unraveling the colored string. Looking back it was clear I was thinking about participating in the Marathon with few ideas and no direction.
The weather has taken a turn for the better in Seattle, and Julie and I have spent lots of time in the dog park trying to elevate our vitamin D levels.
Our xbox died the dreaded RROD (red ring of death) on Monday, and soon it'll be in transit to Microsoft for fixing. We've made do with my Mac as a DVD player for now. I will likely invest in a second xbox over the next few days. This isn't (only) because I want to play Kingdom of Fire with Steven next week--we also planned to purchase a second xbox so Julie can join in on the fun (once my original xbox makes its triumphant return) for co-op games that only support one player per console.
Work is starting to get busier, which is a good thing. Julie's practice continues to grow, which is a very good thing. I plan to work on her website this weekend. We're scheduled to look at a few houses on the market this weekend. We haven't seen anything too interesting yet, but we're keeping our eyeballs open. We also invested in tennis equipment. We're hoping the weather holds this weekend and we make it on the court. It's always fun to beat the Julies.
If you look not so closely then you'll see a lot of cutting-and-pasting in the scribbles. Julie noticed and was dissappointed at my lack of effort. Scribbling is much harder than it looks. My hand cramped after the few five minutes. If I did it again, I would spend the time to scribble as it looks more authentic. Either that or get better at cutting-and-pasting.
Today's my last day in the office. We head to NYC tomorrow. I'll hopefully have time for some writing and doodling while flying. I'm always hopeful.
Here's a doodle I eked out during the Marathon. Notice the word count (not scribbles count!). It didn't last long. As soon as the initial euphoria around writing dissipated, so did the scribbling.
Another beautiful day in Seattle. This is our last one, as tomorrow the rain and seasonably cool temperatures return (if you believe the weather people). It was fun while it lasted.
We're heading to NYC on Thursday for Pesach. My Kindle is fully charged and ready. I have lots of reading to catch up on. Our visitor took over most of my evening and weekend reading times.
The weekend has finally arrived after a very late Friday night. The sun in shining and the temperature promises to climb into the sixties and many seventies today. I can't wait.
Okay, so the closing is today, not yesterday. I was never very good at dates. I doodled new Horribles the last two nights. I might finally be getting back into the swing of things when it comes to Horribles. Other projects, however, may fall by the wayside (as usual).
With the cloudy and rainy weather, these weeks have been dragging by. I'm not ready for autumn. I need me more summer! (And not that sticky can't sleep because of the heat summer.)
Sorry for the lack of Horribles the last two days. I've been busy. Julie requested I change to a new Horrible. So here it is.
A relatively nice weekend spoiled by a maelstrom of a headache on Saturday caused by a major weather change, not helped by getting hit on the head at Naginata, lengthened by Julie's wonderful choir concert (during which I couldn't stop pathological yawning, which was caused by my headache not the music), and exasperated by either too much sleep or not enough sleep. You choose.
But there's another weekend in a few days, and I'll get another go at doing it right. Hopefully this one will be better.
We did go out in the rain yesterday with the dogs. The park emptied with the first drops, and the iggies were given free run of their favorite area by the water. Even the Buttons, who we usually find hiding under our legs, sprinted across the grass chasing after crazy Ziggy.
My Horribles queue keeps growing. That's a good thing since it keeps my anxiety at bay. Not sure why disappointing my three readers should raise my anxiety levels. It has something to do with the wiring (or mis-wiring) in my brains. Now if I can translate some of those wires into creative words as well as scribbles, I may start getting on to something.
You know how you when you work really hard for something and then it happens there's a huge sense of disappointment, even if that something went well? Yeah. Me too. At work.
We had a wonderful weekend. We had a practice Naginata tournament on Saturday, and then a BBQ to watch the videos on Sunday at the Villa. We decided to buy a new BBQ yesterday. When I tried to clean our old one, the years of rust and rendered fat and unidentifiable growth made it highly unappetizing. I've made the executive decision to actually cover the new BBQ in the winter (although, according to Julie and the wonders of Internet reviews, our old BBQ rusted through even for those who diligently covered their BBQ in the rainy season.
Happy almost Friday! I'm packing my office for yet another move. I was here almost two years. That is some kind of record in these parts.
