Friday, June 02, 2006
Worst thing to do on a hot day:
Assemble the fan. The one I bought last year, on sale, for six bucks. Should have bought ten of them at that price, but there you are. Now it is assembled and blowing directly on my head, and It is possible that I will not burst into flame. But I might. All the little screws anf things seemed so complicated when I didn't have anything cooling me off now seem trivial and simple.
The all batik log cabin is coming nicely, yes?