Glen Phillips: Grief and Praise

“Though all that you love will be taken some day
By the angel of death or the servants of change
In a floodwater tide without rancor or rage
Sing loud while you’re able in grief and in praise”
“Though all that you love will be taken some day
By the angel of death or the servants of change
In a floodwater tide without rancor or rage
Sing loud while you’re able in grief and in praise”
Blackle Mori has created a really incredible puzzle box – worth noting that this is all the more impressive, as it was done via CSS.
“I did not believe the information
Just had to trust imagination
My heart going ‘boom-boom-boom'”
“In disregard of the signs,
no one bothers
with leashes,
dogs barreling unbounded
over every grooved path.”
Tonight, Liz came down to find Daisy hanging out in the wooden hut. With her little leg, dangling off the front. She seemed laid back, relaxed. But that little foot dangle added a bit of regality, I think.
Tonight, Liz and I broke off house work a bit early… and had a low key date night in the backyard. Nothing fancy, just a small fire at the end of the weekend, before the week starts to get hectic again.
We missed the last SMWS tasting at the Franklin Room (which was on October 31). Which was unfortunate, because it was either whisky or Halloween… but Halloween ended up winning.
The basement’s been a small pocket of chaos, ever since we started working full-time on the Plinko Board.
“Well, if heaven is a hotel with no checkout time
And hell is just a motel with smoking rooms
Can I get an estimation when to book my destination?
So sick of waiting for my skin to prune”
“Pink seafoam leaves odd gifts for me to find:
a puffed-up man-o-war, a mermaid’s purse,
empty lady slippers, Sargasso weed,
as if these things could fill my human needs.”
Liz and I are pretty beat. It’s been a whirlwind week, stemming back all the way to the previous weekend. We’ve been working our regular jobs, and then spending several hours each night getting things prepped for Halloween.
Yesterday was a blast. But boy, are we tired.
We had a blast, watching kids step up and try to “win” their candy. I think the most memorable moments for us were when the kids tried to unsuccessfully play the game (we had several kids just throw the pucks at the board, head-on).
The whole thing was held together with alligator clips, and wires plugged in directly into the breadboard. It ain’t pretty, but… we got it to work.
I’m not sure how I even accomplished my first and second solder attempts. I was so ham fisted today, I was leaving huge gobs of solder left and right.
As much as I struggled, I can’t even imagine doing anything small and with precision. I really need more soldering practice.
Back to it. We’re getting a little better at using the belt sander, to fine-tune the curve of the leg stand legs. Really starting to get an itch to get an actual stand-up belt sander.