An apology
There’s been a lot of hands-on, “what did I do today” sort of entries lately. I don’t want this blog to be my personal diary, and I hope that the good people who got linked here from Sean T. Collins‘ or Federico Mena‘s blogs don’t think that that’s all there is. This is the last week of production, and I haven’t had time to think beyond work lately, but I promise I’ll be back to hare-brained schemes and high-falutin’ philosophical discussions about Art and whatnot promptly. We now return to our regularly scheduled griping about how much my feet hurt.
