We packed the moving crate with all our Tetrisphere skills, but never really grasped what would happen if the thing slammed to the ground.

Some casualties along the way, but we ended up more-or-less just fine.

After three days and 1400 miles, we have made it to Plano, Texas.

We are officially plotting a move to Dallas, Texas: home of big stuff, SUVs, and hot summers.

No offense to the City of Richmond and any current, past, or future inhabitants (be they animal, mineral, humanoid, cyborg, or Roomba).

Andrew encapsulated the notion back in July and, now, we are slowly following through with a sensible plan.

Just found that Miss Plum took a picture of this work I made a while back. So cool to see it! I make stuff, then forget about it… and see it again with a new eye. This one is on cardboard.