For Want of a Grease Pencil
Staring at the walls in the office is not conducive to constructing posts. I’m not sure how I’ve even managed the last 9-10 years worth of posts. You’d think I’d run out of material.
I was mentioning to someone the other day that I paradoxically - since the walls are plain white and small - have a lot of good ideas while in the shower. I had another one of those days today. I must have come up with three or four solid ideas about things I wanted to blog, but simply lost them upon setting foot outside the bathroom. Less dramatically, we had plans immediately after I showered this morning, so I didn’t really have a chance to act on my ideas.

