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Bush babies! Bush babies!
The problem with blogging:
I think of fascinating – I’m telling you riveting ideas for a post when I’m lying awake in the morning, willing myself to move my body out of the sheets/pillows/blankets/cats. I think to myself “For sure I’ll remember this idea!” and then I do not. I do not remember it and I become frustrated and I futz with sidebars or other minutae on my site instead of actually writing something.
Tres lame.
So here, I’m going to write, without any sort of idea of what I want to write about. Watch me. Here it comes. Right now.
Hm.
I’ve been very preoccupied with work, lately. I’m pondering password protecting some posts so that I can more freely write about my day to day. At the same time, what would be the point of that? I’ll ruminate on that one for awhile longer, I think.
Galagos, a.k.a. Bush Babies
* I am aware that bats are blind, but a super seeing armadillo doesn’t sound as imposing
Cozy tables at Le Pichet in Belltown