Long day, woke up five minutes after I should've left for work, scrambled to go, forgot to eat breakfast until qua'ter--the R's silent in rustic Massachuzetts--till noon, ate lunch right after, got hungry again about qua'ter to four, grabbed a chili dog from across the street and bounded up the stairs happy knowing it was a red letter day--that's one where you eat four meals--and gonna go home to read on Philip Guston in lieu of any of his pictures hanging in Shelbure Falls or hereabouts, eat dinner, and look over how to build a contact mic. Pictures just aren't coming, is the only thing.