The Banzai Chronicles

Good Staff Meeting last night. Andy was going to come, but had to return to Portland earlier than he thought. Would have been good to see him; it's been almost a year.

Feeling more human as I begin my day off, more patient, more hopeful (I suppose those things aren't so human after all). Taking Friday off would be nice and give me the ultra-rare two consecutive days without work. How was one day of rest ever enough? I think maybe our sabbathless culture has accelerated to a pace at which the rest God intended for each of our days eludes us.

Can I pray today?

Plan to spend some time in Ballard and Fremont for the threefold purpose of getting out into the beautiful day, picking up a special item for Phil's birthday celebration (Señor Misterioso!), and searching for the ever-elusive 10 watt halogen bulb. Simple household tasks escape me: I've gone two years without a table to eat at in my home.