This evening my 9 second track became 12. Not as good. Much longer crescendo too.

Today I put up the clothes line. Man work. Hammered and screwed some shit. It's not quite vertical but neither am I.

There's a bloke on telly walking on water. Darn convincingly. He says he's pushing his own envelope. I'm usually content with licking mine and would be happier still never to have to. Criss Angel. Maybe he's Jesus 2?