OK, enough slacking off. Exhale and move the fuck on. Break finite; boxes prepped and ready to ship.
Popped over to FYN for 3 yards of black blender to get my SNO bird back on track. Kris also had a great schematic print of theatre curtain hardware, and I’m not daft, so a yard of that to round things out. Black is always the new black. Now if I could find one of a locomotive. Or a monorail. The sky tram. Dammit. No squirrels. Cut now, muse later.
