And why is there something called Nazi summer?

Happy Friday y’all! Are you ready for the blazing temperatures of spring? Me, too. It is a good thing that we are bringing the spring in right with torrential rain and balls cold weather. Ah, Arkansas. Of course you’d have thunderstorms the entire first weekend of the new season.

The good news is that I am starting to feel better. The bad news is that no one has told the upper management in my immune system to slow the production of mucous. So gross.

Yesterday was another busy and productive day. Both in the real world and in the mucosal world. I went to the bank for Jesus and got some confit duck legs. I brainstormed about ramen for an hour or so. I even danced a little bit. Then, it was off to the letterpress shop to finish my posters. And boy, did I ever. Wanna see? Well, if you haven’t seen yesterday’s Daily Photo yet, then peep my creation:

Yes, I know that there is enough room for a family of four between “in” and “the”. Hindsight is a bitch sometimes. I might draw a Blasto in there for good measure. What do you think?

After the print shop, I headed home to start making some Food Chemistry soup. It seems as though everybody is sick or recovering from being sick, so soup seemed a logical choice. Was it good? Of course. And it made our brains huge. And at some point, I ended up talking about my beachfront Chinese restaurant called “Wok, Don’t Run”. I do love the Ventures.

Yeah, I bet he fulfilled the dreams of some girls that night.

So, today. Well, today is Friday. I am going to pick up my prints, that are hopefully dry now, from the letterpress shop. And then I am helping What Pear of Truth shop for her party this evening. Lunch with Word to Me is on the list for today. As well as feeding Teacher Sis’s ferrets. After all that fun stuff, I am off to visit with Dave at the studio. Roses? Roses. And then there’s a party that needs a photographer. That is, if I feel up to it.

Oh. I’ve gotta run. The poop is beckoning. Have a great weekend. More soon. ~SC