Persistence is…grass that pushes up through freshly poured blacktop. I guarantee that if I was buried alive under hot tar and rocks, I would give up and die. But this grass was like: “no. I don’t do that.” Thats impressive. What is more impressive is my yard, which creates an environment totally inhospitable to grass, which apparently can grow anywhere.
I was thinking that it would make more sense if north Carolina and South Dakota changed names. That way both of the “south” states would be in the south and “north” states in the north. Right?
Pouring cream into my tea is the highlight of some days. It is very beautiful to watch.
This gross baby pool was in the elevator bay last night when I left work really late. Top Ten Speculations On What It Is For: 1. Someone is hiding a baby at work and they get the pool out at night. 2. Giant drink tub for janitor office parties 3. Someone uses it to “air surf” down the Elevator shaft. 4. A giant works the trading night shift and he uses this for cereal.
5. There is an underground betting ring that stages midget jello wrestling. 6. Pet sting ray habitat. 7. It is a portkey, like in Harry Potter. 8. Or, at night, my floor is an underground midget church and it was midget baptism Sunday. Ptl. 9. I was hallucinating this baby pool because I had been at work for 11 hours. And then I was magically able to photograph my hallucination. 10. Something gross.
Sourdough pistole bread. Soft dough with pronounced sweetness from a delayed fermentation. Dense crumb and delicious as toast
Bread.
I wore mismatched socks today. I think people noticed.
Two shaped loaves. Rise little loaves, rise!
They will slow-rise all day in the fridge and be baked in 12 hours.
Finally mixed the dough. Now it needs to rest.
