Spur of the Moment

I’m off to the Greek to see the Dead’s bass player, Phil Lesh, with his quintet. I really should finish the color insert material first, but I’m running out of time. Probably I’ll end up doing it Saturday between shopping and having E over for dinner. I’m thinking of renaming this blog “My Boring Life”—that should draw traffic. Reminds me of that classic of Victorian porn, My Secret Life, pretty sure by Anonymous.
B has deadlines of her own and may have to work part of the weekend too, so it’s not just me nyeah nyah.