First off, welcome to the cold portion of winter. This is traditionally the coldest part of the winter around here. About 5F this morning without windchill about -5F including the windchill factor. Dress warm, stay aware, protect your exposed bits.

Second, I wandered into the sewing room last night and found myself sorting and putting away thread. Being a creature of habit, I flipped on the TV. Now, that was the first time in about 2 years that I’ve flipped on the tube other than to see a particular news story or something. Strangely, everything I saw was pretty much the same as I remembered from two years ago… which didn’t make me feel like I was missing anything.

I ended up audio-chatting with a friend. This seemed like a much better use of my time and resources (wtg 12″ powerbook and wifi!). I’m not sure how much noise sorting thread makes but I heard no complaints so I guess it was all ok. Eventually all my threads were either back into their containers by color or groups by spool size (ie, too big for containers) so they’ll be easier to use.

I also found stuff like: piles of ready-to-go label fabric, postcard materials and other goodies. And… several pairs of interestingly squashed eyeglasses (found in parking lot sort of thing), some jewelry bits (ditto), some containers of beads that had set up housekeeping on their own apart from the rest… Need I go on?

To be continued.

This story got passed along in an email list and was an interesting and painful read, with video illustrations. A plan was hatched to have Joshua Bell play in the Washington DC Metro and observe the effect on a random morning commute. The musician played his normal instrument and a range of his normal concert pieces and most people kept right on going.

Are we really too busy for art? Granted most people who are in the process of commuting have a deadline to get there so perhaps some slack could be cut there. Would the same thing happen at the evening commute? I hope not, but I guess it probably would.