Sitting around and painting a sandbox, listening to Belle and Sebastian, I realized I have a fine job. Could I really ask for more?

We found a dildo on the roof of the kitchen of the preschool. Yes. Odd.

I'm thinking about learning how to play a singing saw. I blame Delicatessen and Neutral Milk Hotel. My general conspiracy is -- with the practice room I'm alleging to acquire -- to make music exclusively (at least for this project) with acoustic instruments, i.e. piano, guitar, banjo, violin, trumpet, or other classical instruments, drums/timpanis (if I'm ever-so lucky), a saw, and anything else I get my dirty, grubby hands on.