I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Long day

Busy day. Things are a bit whacky at the day thing. Tomorrow we'll see how some issues of today have resolved. Client is not happy (my guess is they don't understand the process and are experiencing some disjuncts because of that). You can't always knock it out of the park.

Took about twenty minutes at lunch and banged out 500 words or so.

And tomorrow will be (big voice) One Month to Viable Paradise. (ominous music)

Racing home to make a meeting when I get called on the road about how it had been cancelled. Took the Honda out of afterburners and drove the rest of the way home sanely. Wrote emails and reports tonight (so the Clerk doesn't have to chastise me again).

Tonight I can't focus well. Maybe got another 50 words out.

Forgot to mention yesterday I was sanding down the second mud coat on the Holes in the Wall(tm) and was thinking, "Hey, this is going well. Nice sanded edges. I may not have to do another coat. OMG!" That, you honor, was when the orbital sander's edge caught in still wet mud (waited over 24 hours, WTF) and made a nice big divot. SoB! So, did some corrective work and almost got it back to okay. So, third coat of mud went on and I'm going to give it 48 hours to dry (at least).

3 comments:

Dr. Phil (Physics) said...

Somehow I thought you were going to say that the orbiting International Space Station and Discovery went overhead at about 6:15am and made you miss.

Dr. Phil

Rick said...

You are turning into a writing machine, Steve!

Steve Buchheit said...

Dr. Phil. Um, that's it, the ISS passed overhead and glinted in my eye distracting me and causing my head to twist, which then put an odd angle on the sander which caused it to bite into the still wet mud instead of sanding over it. Damn space technology always getting in the way.

Thanks, Rick. I sure hope I can keep it up.