October 27th, 2004

(no subject)

Okay, I put in an hour on the phone-jack job. The baby came by as I was lying on my side on the floor splicing a jack, and with great care and consideration stuck his bottle in my ear. I appreciate the intent, Usher, but a.) wrong orifice and b.) at this age I prefer coffee with my milk.

The job is being very frustrating and I'll be delighted to be done with it. Starting a handyman business is something I very much want, but I'm going to have to come up with a practice curriculum first.

"Be the change you want to see in the world." Got it. Now to figure out how to *do* it.