I am loaded in, set up, and ready for tomorrow morning. I’m tired. I’m hungry. But the weather is fucking beautiful, so I haven’t even broken a sweat. I feel good about my work. My homemade setup isn’t that bad and it’s holding up to some brutal wind. The Ranger is currently blocked in, so I’m relaxing. Nothing more to do. Oh, I’ve already got a tax deduction! I donated a print to a program the festival run that lets children and youngsters buy real art without their parents influencing them. I’ll let you all know how th weekend goes.