Gas and Matches.

Gas and Matches.

Another blog entry, I guess. Nothing much to report here. I’m in the midst of the great job hunt of 2022. It tis’ a tad exhausting and depressing to be honest. It is exciting to see the positions that are out there though. I’m hoping for better progress this week. Fingers crossed.

I’ve been in a rut in a lot of areas of things. Yesterday a hail storm demolished a good chunk of plants. I mentioned that this made me sad to my wife and she told me to quit being dramatic. I guess she doesn’t have the plant friends that farmer Josef has spent the past months taking care and paying attention to instead of being part of a social circle or what not. Oh well, thus is the danger of trying to grow stuff on Hoth. Right now it feels like a dumb idea. I’m sure I’ll snap out of it, or I won’t. Whatevers.

I’ve been trying to break up my computer time with some non-digital time with watercolors and such. I’m liking it. I just need to get a couple of these things going and run with and shut the brainguts off. Here is what I’ve come up with so far.

Well, that’s all I’ve got. Until next time, COURAGE.