The ten seconds where I hugged both my kids in the kitchen tonight while we were cooking.
That, or the ten seconds where I was out on the roof of the building this afternoon killing bugs and singing, "Have tank sprayer, will travel, is the song of an Executive Director, a meter-out of justice in a far-flung laaaaaand!"
For the slice of life crowd, me and Rob going through the photos for the gallery we're going to put up for the Disc Golf Competition and putting captions on them. "Always watch the skies!" (some of the photos look like faked UFO sighting photos, nature of the beast.)
For the leece biographers, me yesterday, listening to Madness and drawing my Swancon piece, dot by dot by dot by dot, background of twigs and sticks and leaves, picking out form and line and shadow, stylus in my hand, tablet in my lap.
Finishing! the project! (or watching youngest try and post it, although that was a bit longer than 10 seconds. Eventually I stepped in to offer encouragement/commentary)
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That, or the ten seconds where I was out on the roof of the building this afternoon killing bugs and singing, "Have tank sprayer, will travel, is the song of an Executive Director, a meter-out of justice in a far-flung laaaaaand!"
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For the leece biographers, me yesterday, listening to Madness and drawing my Swancon piece, dot by dot by dot by dot, background of twigs and sticks and leaves, picking out form and line and shadow, stylus in my hand, tablet in my lap.
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Watch the skies!
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