Do I Even Go To Shows Anymore?

I know its been quiet around here lately. And yet you still come by for a visit. Thank you. I’m always amazed how many clicks I receive (which is relatively zero compared to other, bigger sites). Even before reading this suggestion by Kathy Sierra [via], I thought it necessary to thank you for coming back.

I have a feeling that I read this a few years ago. You might find solace or justify your delusional knuckleheaded decisions. ? you pick. But so you know I’m not a total Grinch, some words of encouragement.

I have been to shows, all year in fact, its just that I’m working on something. My secret project is obviously behind schedule. I was sure I could catch up on the one or two days I estimated being behind on. Then my car crapped out on me before the Biennial. I didn’t write for a week and a half. Then the Biennial shows up (if you haven’t guessed, my project is about the Biennial). So now I’m trying to squeeze in some writing into what was penciled in as family time (thats where the twins come in, among training wheels removal and other events).

There’s also a handful of you out there that stumbled upon a new feature I’m working toward adding. You’ll find it if you’re looking for me.

There’s a call for submissions for you time travelers. And another for you cosmic gods.

I’m still reading my links. I’ve added a new review site, Susceptible To Images. I’m thinking ’bout adding this guy. I think he’s smart and I like his art. So much so, that I still don’t know how to talk about it and how his show at the Palace absolutely bowled me over!

At the moment I’m a bit… overwhelmed, tired even.
But really, I’ll tell you ’bout what I sees.

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