The dark side where your child is having nightmares and you've had three hours' sleep (and not all at the same time) in the last 48. I'm juuuuuust a bit punchy right now. Usually in this zoned out state, I go off on some rant or other that amuses the hell out of all you readers.
At the moment, all I can think of is, whoever decided to divert food crops to create biofuel for people who drive too much, needs to have a mile of barbed wire shoved up their ass and be forced to drink a gallon of herbicide.
Once a plant freak, always a plant freak.
Oh. And these assholes who keep insisting corn is the way to go, to create biofuel, need drowned in a vat of corn syrup.
Anyway. Started the next zen project, worked on several gauge swatches (that I fucked up because at the moment I can't count to eighty), and got something REALLY COOL in the mail from Historic Stitcher. Tune in tomorrow for details.
And here's some humor for all of you, from the husbeast. I don't know if it's really as funny as I think, or if it's the lack of sleep making it hilarious. Either way.