It’s 9:00 on a Tuesday night. I have a crockpot in the entryway cooking up some chicken that has about half an hour to go before it hits a non-death-inducing temperature. I am spending that hour watching Seinfeld and pondering the old cordless phones of yesteryear. Remember those?
I did some work at Sam and Rachel’s, but no photos were taken. (Mostly because I don’t want and evidence of my screw ups.)
Happy Weenesday!