In a very wide-ranging discussion tonight, there was mention of apostatic selection. I looked up the word without satisfaction so I searched it and voilá, a need to write a haikupedia entry.

eat or be eaten?
apostatic selection
accidental snack?

I owed you some haiku, gentle reader.

Mysterious box
I open black shininess
and behold my lunch.

The interior
filled with tuna, lettuce, slaw
and watermelon.

The pink fleshed melon
sandy on tongue, icy chunks
quenches my deep thirst.

If my bento box
leads me to pack my own lunch
it will be worth it!

In the sewing room
What to wrap bento up with?
Laughing at choices.

Never tell me the odds. – Hans Solo The Empire Strikes Back

Yup another Friday come and going. Got to lunch late so I’m squatting in our “break room” eating from my bento lunch box and thinking about all the things on my to-do list. I’m off mid week, thereby missing the head to head haiku contest in the Berkshires on Sunday. Ain’t that the way?

Frankenstein proceeds along, mostly in the car (it’s an audio book, honest!). I imagine I’ll get some more quality listening time in while sewing down the edges on this quilt.

I couldn’t find any more of the fabric I wanted to use for the binding but I did find more of a fabric that might work, otherwise I’ll go to facings. We’ll see. Either way, a couple trips on the machine around the quilt and then some handwork.