Thanks to Brian putting in a plug for it on his blog, Heroic Portraits saw another surge in traffic.
In fact, for the first time ever, Heroic Portraits and Threshold achieved parity in the number of hits for one day (Threshold usually has more, by virtue of always having some). I guess you could call that a milestone, if the numbers weren’t so pathetically small.
I spent much of today working on a portrait for the gallery. The picture was pretty involved, so it took a little more work than most. I haven’t run it past the person used in the portrait yet, so I don’t want to post it here.
Beyond working on the picture, applying for a couple more jobs, and talking to my mom, I really didn’t do much today.
Last week I was thinking about my friend Eric, so I decided to give him a call, but I got his machine.
Tonight he called me back. It’s been a while since we talked, so hearing from him made me happy.
Then it made me sad, as I really miss his dumb ass.
But things seem to be going well for him. He’s settled into the whole husband and father thing, and has moved up in the world at his job.
He’s a luthier, which means that he builds guitars. Specifically, he builds Paul Reed Smith Guitars and is now working on their “private stock” orders, custom-built guitars that can cost as much as $35, 000.
Last time we talked I recommended that he seek out The Venture Bros., and tonight he informed me that he’s bought seasons one and two on DVD and is extremely grateful that I told him about the show, as both he and his wife love it.
He also, of course, expressed his sympathies about the layoff, and echoed the notion that I’ll be okay because I’m smart.
Early in the day my uncanny psychic powers predicted which episode of The Simpsons would be on (Bart has a vision of the future in which Lisa is President), and I also performed a new trick. All day long I had the song Near You Always by Jewel stuck in my head. At some point while flipping through the HD channels I stopped on PBS and there was Jewel, on stage, performing Near You Always.
It was pretty freaky, but it made me wonder why I can’t have useful moments of psychic insight (or encounter more interesting coincidences).
And that’s pretty much been my day.
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