Sal sent this photo of "Sid Vicious resting in a beanie", from wombatcountry.com.
And Heidi is playing Stan Getz here at Bob's.
Nonetheless my blood pressure is still through the roof as I work on the final version of that religion book that caused me so much pain a few months ago:
Even after several people have gone over it, I'm still finding errors such as that Ramadan occurs in the fall.
Since Islam follow a lunar calendar, in fact, this holy month moves around the seasons over time. This may not be common knowledge in the USA, but how can you write a whole book on religion and not cotton on to it? Oy! This is the same author who wrote that Shiva is a she.
Why does this stuff bother me so much?
Well, seeing things you love mangled and muddled always causes distress.
I am practicing my calm breathing, thinking of the Girl from Ipanema, and channeling the spirit of baby wombats, like Sid here. And trying, once again, to help this bad book.
Back to work.
(Heidi just recommended Sia's "Buttons" on youTube, which looks more like how I feel when I work on stuff like this: as if my head is stuffed into an onion bag, specifically.
Like wombats, Sia is from Australia.
Um, no, watching youTube and chatting with the beautiful barista doesn't count as work.)
