I am not a carpenter.

I am attempting to put together some baby furniture, and in doing so, my own limitations as a supposed tool-user are quickly becoming apparent.

At any rate, I am thoroughly in love with this weather we're having. I love sweater weather. In fact, I went in to work today (it was my day off) to give a friend a gift and to check my schedule for the week, and I got a very nice complement from my friend Virginia about said sweater.

I may not be a carpenter. But you know what I am good at? I made banana bread tonight. And it turned out perfect. Moist, a hint of sweetness, flavorful. No real recipe; I just winged that mother. And last night, we went over to Nick and Sarah's place, and made yummy yummy pizzas. Again, the pizza dough I brought had no real recipe. I was just winging it. It's nice to have such a close relationship to yeast (the trick to that pizza dough is I added a little olive oil and some egg, seems to have made it brown better).

Here's a boing boing story about a documentary on the Klingon Language Institute.

Listening to Limbik Frequencies. You should too.

With any luck, I'm going to be going to a few flea markets tomorrow. I'm looking for a Barbie Karaoke machine to circuit bend. Actually, I've got something a bit more ambitious in mind. I want to make it part of a homebrewed analog synth that I've been designing. The design will eventually incorporate two different oscillators from toy rayguns that I've acquired, the circuits from 'voice changers' that you can get around Halloween, simple ring modulators in effect, and a few other things. And the echo unit from the Barbie Karaoke, if I can find one. And the design aesthetic will hopefully be similar to something like you'd find on this page, or better yet, something like this.