I've discovered something about myself in the last week. Not having Internet doesn't mean I magically become more productive, though I did read a book I'd been wanting to read, and I did catalog October's pictures.
I didn't, however, clean the house (beyond the six loads of laundry and folding I did yesterday). Nor did I work on blog posts to be, do any research for our possible trip to New Mexico this December, or make any of a dozen phone calls I really, really should have made. Oh well.
I did some work, notifying residents of upcoming filming in their neighborhoods, but when you're up against a menacing beast like this one it makes your job a tad more difficult and dangerous. Luckily, I do like living on the edge. Do you feel lucky, pup?




