Good morning all. I see that our dear Mister/Miss 317 has struck again. I really need to find out who this person is.

In other news, the temperature here is finally starting to drop. According to my weather widget (ugh) the low for tomorrow night is supposed to be 20°C (68°F). That is awesome. Also, Furious Jessy has got a new post up. Click here to check it out.

If you haven’t noticed, I have update the page “Things You Can Buy Me” with two new items. One of which is probably the most ridiculously frivolous and awesome thing that I could possible want. But oh, do I want it so bad? Yes I do. It is called the FujiFilm Instax and it is a new instant camera. Like an old Polaroid. You put a film cartridge in, push the button, and a picture that develops itself comes shooting out. The best part is that film is still readily available for it. Of course, it is cheaper on the innernet. And if I am going to spend the money online, I should probably just buy film for my Polaroid. Whatever, I want it.

To many people’s surprise, I really did kick Operation B out yesterday. Oh, ye of little faith. The question is, what am I going to do do with the house all to myself? Answer: whatever I want.

Today is a day of emptying the kiln, grinding pots, assembling the pots into orders, and beginning to pack them for shipping. Maybe some shipping for good measure. After work in Lippincottonia, I need to come home and work on this week’s article.

The weirdest thing keeps happening while I’m at work. I keep hearing a goat. Some say that it is the ghost of Riser come to seek revenge. Others say that his blood dripped on the ground and spawned an army of immortal Llama-sized Pigmy goats. You know, like in Clash of the Titans (the original) when Medusa’s blood drips on the ground and the giant scorpions emerge. Like that.

More than likely, the neighbors got a goat. Not mine, but somebody else’s. Anyway, all of this talk of work has got me running late. More soon. ~SC