Stacks of page proofs at work. I love it when there's a lot to proofread.
Someone needed to borrow a bike trainer. I needed someone with tools or more upper body strength than I have to loosen my bike from the trainer it's been stuck in for months. We got together. Both needs met!
Crinkle-cut fries.
The sore spot was less sore today.
A coworker and I got to hear a talk by Nigerian-born artist Victor Ekpuk, whose work is in the Arkansas Arts Center's current drawing exhibit. In the photo, he stands in front of a temporary work he created on site today, which will not outlast the exhibit. I keep thinking about what he said about memory and identity and the ephemeral.
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