Maintenant, chaque fois qu'on essaie de se ranger...
What can I say, I’m really stuck in my routine right now:
Get up. Run. Work. Eat. Sleep. Maybe read a little, maybe watch a little TV (these days I’m loving crappy reality shows on DVD).
That’s about it.
A few times a week I try to squeeze in time to actually make something with my hands. For instance, I’ve made progress on my highly acclaimed series of ceramic dog dishes. I know, right? Fido never had it so good. You want a set? Well get in line, Purina-breath. I’m rapidly becoming known far and wide as the dog-bowl guy. And by “far and wide” I do mean of course as “far” as my little brain can imagine, and as “wide” as my little circle of friends and studio acquaintances.
Oh, and last week, in the midst of a ridiculous work schedule, I made an apple crisp. I know! How domestic is that? And so unlike me I could shit. I mean, come on. I may be known for a lot of things (dog bowls, for example), but cooking just isn’t one of them.
It was delicious, by the way.
So that’s my routine. Or something like it. The marathon approaches. And once it has passed, I shall no doubt resume my more regular schedule of activity and bodily abuse.
Get up. Run. Work. Eat. Sleep. Maybe read a little, maybe watch a little TV (these days I’m loving crappy reality shows on DVD).
That’s about it.
A few times a week I try to squeeze in time to actually make something with my hands. For instance, I’ve made progress on my highly acclaimed series of ceramic dog dishes. I know, right? Fido never had it so good. You want a set? Well get in line, Purina-breath. I’m rapidly becoming known far and wide as the dog-bowl guy. And by “far and wide” I do mean of course as “far” as my little brain can imagine, and as “wide” as my little circle of friends and studio acquaintances.
Oh, and last week, in the midst of a ridiculous work schedule, I made an apple crisp. I know! How domestic is that? And so unlike me I could shit. I mean, come on. I may be known for a lot of things (dog bowls, for example), but cooking just isn’t one of them.
It was delicious, by the way.
So that’s my routine. Or something like it. The marathon approaches. And once it has passed, I shall no doubt resume my more regular schedule of activity and bodily abuse.
posted by P/O at 10/18/2006 03:52:00 PM
4 Comments:
Yay, you're alive!
I've been saying for years I'm going to attempt to make a pumpkin pie by myself. Your apple crisp may have inspired me to go for it.
Well, now I am going to angle myself into your circle so my dog can have a homemade bowl, too.
aye sir, i am alive. hey, how about an apple-pumpkin crisp? shit, i'm a regular betty crocker!
eric, if you think you can handle the glory that is a dog bowl made by these here hands, well, i'll be happy to oblige. :)
Ahem. I do not know how I failed to see this until just now...just remember, it's not me who is needy, it's my dog!
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