Sort of a lot of origami today. Mostly, I had to clean up the origami dojo. I strung another 30 butterflies. I am stringing 30 now. And my origami buddy and I made another 30 this afternoon. So by the end of the day – I will be at 390 ready to hang. That leaves 100 more. Will not make any more until after the class next Tuesday afternoon.
Been seeing pictures of refugees fleeing every imaginable disaster, natural and political. Carrying what they need to survive on their backs or piled on their heads. Ok, I have a great backpack. But, if I were fleeing for my life – what would I put in it? What would I need to survive? A couple of microfiber panties, my big chef’s knife, jar of peanut butter, all the chocolate in the house, water bottle. Whatever drugs, legal or not, I have. A sweatshirt and rain jacket. Oh, a bottle of No Doz. Or is that a drug? Hope I never have to run for my life. Maybe best to just overdose on those drugs in the comfort of the Old Bat Cave.
What would you take? Most likely you would start with a car. Nobody escapes the Zombie Apocalypse on the 25B bus. So, I’ll be hoofing it, outa Dodge.
Zombie Apocalyse – My brother Jim and I would offer a ride. He’s exceedingly well armed and trucked and I’m recommend you based on the indefinable but very real quality of Moxie. Grin.