See the duster? When I am stumped, I clean. And the Chicago Manual is never far from me.
Sam looks a little annoyed, doesn't he? He was just attacking my papers before I took this. What a stinker!
Someone has a lil caffeine problem, no?
You may be wondering why I have two copies of the same book. Well, I had one, and it fell behind my desk. Tangled up in the wires as it was, I couldn't find it. Unfortunately, it had since gone out of print. Temple's library doesn't have it (big surprise). And since about half my images came from it, I needed it badly. So I go the gallery where the show was. I ask. I have to flirt just a little. And I get to buy it again. Thaaaaaanks, gallery dude. Thought it'd be free. Anyway, when I moved my desk out of the corner, lo and behold! It fell out of the sky!
I am suprised that I am still married, I must say. I guess I have to thank Kev in my acknowledgements, don't I?