After All Those Years Of Doing Remote

I Have Concluded Through Careful Empirical Analysis And Much Thought That Somebody Is Looking Out For Me, Keeping Track Of What I Think About Things, Forgiving Me When I Do Less Than I Ought. Giving Me Strength To Shoot For More Than I Think I’m Capable Of. I Believe They Know Everything That I Do And Think, And They Still Love Me, And I’ve Concluded, After Careful Consideration, That This Person Keeping Score Is Me.

Am I Missing An Eyebrow?

In Theory, Cars Are Fairly Simple. If They Don't Start, It's Either The Fuel System Or The Electrical System. Teach Yourself About The Path Of Each In Your Engine And Tracing It Is Fairly Straightforward. But At The Beginning, Mastering Each New System Seems Like An Unreachable Shore. The Car Is Effectively A Black Box.

I'm A Lifelong Movie Addict, And One Of My Favorite Projects Is Making Replica Props And Costumes. Nearly Every One Of These - From R2d2 To Hellboy's Revolver - Ends With The Paint Job. And It's Not Just Cosmetic. The Paint Literally Tells A Story: What This Thing Is Made Of, Where It's Been, What It's Been Used For, And For How Long.

Failure Is Always An Option.