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I have a new nemesis and it has no name.  In fact the foe that torments me does not even possess life, for it is an inanimate object. What  anonymous item with no intelligence with which to outsmart me provides me with so much grief nonetheless?

The answer is an eight foot wall.

I am in my third week of constructing this simple dividing structure, quite possibly the simplest thing one could build, and yet it is still not done.  The reasons reveal too much stupidity to get into (for example: did you know that walls don’t not fall down on their own?), but the seemingly endless struggle to erect this wall is seeing all my other concerns slowly fall by the wayside and is contributing to a mounting sense that everything is a series of ever more futile tasks.  At this point, I don’t even care if the wall is a metaphor for life or life is a metaphor for the wall–I just need a god damned 300 square foot enclosure.

The wall frame

(Thanks to Vik [pictured above]for helping me out).

Apparently my solution for balancing my teaching job is…more teaching? Well here are three new workshops I have enthusiastically committed myself to.  Not just that, but a whole new DNS domain I have enthusiastically committed myself to.   If I were still seeing my psychologist, she would suspect that this is all a way to push aside the hard job of making my own work.  But make no mistake, these workshops are going to be nothing short of awesome.  Screen printing makes the world a better place.

At any rate, I am posting about it before it happens instead of after.  So that’s progress, I guess.

I recently rekindled an old habit and replied to a Craigslist ad.  Unlike 2006, however, this was no Casual Encounter.  But the experience did lead me to end up meeting Henry.  In the aftermath, all I can wonder is why Henry has not been part of my life for the last couple of years.

He accepted all the ripped screens I could find and re-meshed them for a scandalously low fee.  Not only that, but he did a great job and I returned home from Union City, California with a carload of new screens.  Literally:

Holy crap.   It’s like chanukkah in November!