I was sick this weekend. With the bathroom downstairs and my computer upstairs, without getting into a lot of detail it’s enough to say that I didn’t to remain too far from one of those things.
I spent most of the weekend helping John with his new art catalog. As my name will be in the acknowledgments, I’ll be talking about that at least once or twice in the coming days. When I wasn’t helping him with his catalog, I was begging the gods of Olympus to strike me down rather than humiliate me with the consequences of trusting a fart.
And that was the detail.