Hi,

Long time no read.

Yeah, I know, I don't have a good excuse to have not written in so long. The time just gets away from me. Here's my update:

Job: Still going well. Computers don't work very well, so my job is safe.

Relationship: Going well as well. Well, all I can say is thing going well is welcome.

Novel: Almost done. It's been read over, things were circled, then it was read by somebody else and they circled things. At that point I was ready to put it on Lulu but then Flannery read it and circled whole pages at a time. Now she's done and I've been reading it, and I've been circling things too. But after I'm done, that's it. It's going to Lulu. I promise. I'm seriously sick of it at this point. When it's there I'll let you know and you can get yourself a copy and circle things too.

Recliner: What? You weren't expecting a chair-related update? I've been on the hunt for a recliner for quite a while, combing the craigslist free section for the recliner of my dreams to replace the giant brown chair I dragged off the street 6 months ago. On Sunday I found it. It was perched under a tree on 26th street between Noe and Sanchez. It's a tad scuzzy, with a few stains on the seat, but it's comfortable and it reclines. So today I was giving it a good vacuum and while I was doing the back I looked in the flap of fabric that covers the bottom foot of chair. Inside the flap was a ton of dust, a pen, and a pack of gum, all of which I scooped out with my hand. When I reached in for the last piece of gum (still in the wrapper, thank goodness) I brought up a small, hard something. Gum and pens are things that might fall out of one's pocket, so I was sure that this small hard thing would be in the same crap genre. Alas, I was wrong: It's a tooth. I don't know what kind of tooth, but as you can see, from tip to root it fits neatly inside this quarter.



And finally - I thought this was a very bloggy story - today I rode my scooter to Costco. There really isn't any hilarity here as I was just picking up an alarm clock and some photos. But I thoroughly enjoyed climbing on to my scooter and weaving among the flatbed carts full of stuff on my way out to the street.