zen and the art of eating baklava

Sam and the art of dealing with crap. A friend pointed out how lateral thinking Sam was in the pub, wiping out the blackboard menu because it was causing too many complications. So, near weeping at what the client wanted for navigation, I finally just threw it out and gave them the basics. Easy. Done. Thanks, Sam.

I was also inspired by a walk to the library, a nice hot chocolate, and an ancient yellowed postcard of Rabbie Burns that once belonged to a friend's grandfather, that I was just given as a gift. It's quite lovely, as I'm a fiend for old postcards, and I find it strangely soothing. Maybe it's because I'm so used to seeing young Rabbie on every biscuit tin, etc that ever sailed from my rellies over there, but whatever, it's a very calming image. It makes me all relaxed and happy, and I finally had my rip it up and start again eureka moment.

Not much else to report. sleeper_frost sent along a marvelous piece of the deeper meaning of the dates in Life on Mars, which she simply must post to the wider world because it was utterly brilliant. Trust me on this. I am still musing and chewing over the stuff she mentioned, delightfully so. That was a real highlight, anyway, reading that and gasping over the eerie coincidences.
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