I hunkered down over my computer tonight, muttering about gauge swatches and graphics. (The husbeast took the baby and hid.) Turns out, what with the ten million graphics programs I have on this computer, I can do the color theory article that's been stewing in my mind WITHOUT having to spend four days hunched over the scanner with gauge swatches and color cards.
This means I can write an article I want to, which bodes well for the humor therin. (And my humor, thereout.)
Shoot, I've got more than 48 hours to write this. No problem.
Oh, and I forgot to mention on the last whining post: the baby has learned to throw temper tantrums. Mostly she just stands and screams with rage. A good time is had by all.