This week has been the kind of week that only late January could produce. Nothing particularly wrong or terrible happened. Mostly what I felt this week was a sense of spinning my wheels, of working hard without result (or with other people screwing it up), of trying to get things accomplished (while battling a sinus infection) only to have a car noise or a phone call knock me back to square one. That feeling transferred over to the blog where I probably spent too much time uploading too many photos and conducting too much research and expecting too much in return. But all of this is a phase. It's the January malaise. I'll snap out of it. It could be worse. I could be dealing with three feet of snow right now instead of the melting three inches that is out there. And I could be struggling through this week without an envelope in the mail from "A Friend". That's right, "A Friend". That's how the return address appeared on the envelope...
Up all hours talking baseball, cardboard & collecting