I find it very amusing that if you read the licensing for iTunes you'll find this paragraph:

"THE APPLE SOFTWARE IS NOT INTENDED FOR USE IN THE OPERATION OF NUCLEAR FACILITIES, AIRCRAFT NAVIGATION OR COMMUNICATION SYSTEMS, AIR TRAFFIC CONTROL SYSTEMS, LIFE SUPPORT MACHINES OR OTHER EQUIPMENT IN WHICH THE FAILURE OF THE APPLE SOFTWARE COULD LEAD TO DEATH, PERSONAL INJURY, OR SEVERE PHYSICAL OR ENVIRONMENTAL DAMAGE."

What?! I can't use my mp3 player to operate nuclear facilities?!

The big, excluding-everything-else project this week has been prep for Artist's Way.

...Which starts tomorrow. [Which is to say, "today" -- except it's hard to say "today" before the sun comes up, y'know?]

G & I have been talking about how to get the studio set up for months. One of the biggest conundrums has been how to create a flat file system to house 26"x40" sheets of paper (the nice big rag paper G uses for calligraphy).

Well, a few days ago I had one of my patented mad scientist brainstorms... I moved the washer/dryer into the garage, and set to constructing a a piece of furniture to go in the laundry nook. The object's silhouette: 34"widex30"deepx42"high. Number of shelves: 15. Number of screws: a bazillion.

All was looking keen until about 12:30, when I discovered a design flaw. Because I'm using metal fixtures to join the frame elements, there are screws on the inside of the silhouette; they displaced the shelf rails enough that the shelves weren't going to fit if they were all of equal width.

Thought I had a solution, and worked on it til two.

Not good enough. (dammit)

I've got another inkling about how to salvage this project -- but finally it was time to turn my attention to other matters. ...I cleaned up my monumental mess, and set about wiring the paper star lights that G has collected over the past year [mostly as gifts from me].

If only I had a two-prong to three-prong adapter, I could have got the remote lightswitch up and running. *Alas.*

...Still, I'm hoping that G is thrilled with the studio when she wakes up and goes over. Even without a remote lightswitch. Everything is tidy -- and we have stars...

Stars...