Summer

Appropriate that summer comes along just as I get to see my good friend Eddie Willis, whose favorite season is, you guessed it, summer. Having walked out to the shop and back, spending about ten minutes outside, I’m lightly sweating. [That’s almost oxymoronic for me–I’ll be sweating an hour from now, despite probably spending that hour sitting at my desk in the cool air of my office.] Also appropriate that summer comes as I prepare for Mission Fest.

And yes, being that this is the fourth anniversary, I have a long entry to write. I don’t anticipate another entry between now and then, so hang on until tonight, okay?