My dear blog readers, I have about 10 posts cooking on the blog stove, but none of them are ready to serve yet.
Also, my house still looks like Hurricane M just hit it, and I have to do something about that despite the brain fog and fatigue left over from the intense rottenness of this week.
Speaking of rottenness, there is something decaying in the back of my refrigerator that really deserves a decent burial.
So I leave you with this vintage Yugoslav sewing machine, and please tune in tomorrow for Sundays with Clyfford Still. I will be talking about what happens when two artists marry but one is a Great Male Artist and the other one is just a woman.