Backyard and, especially, the path to The Shed are mud bogs. Melting snow, increased temps, and general foot traffic have combined into a muddy hellscape which have inspired me to consider constructing a walkway from the house to The Shed. Shedwalk. Out of wood, probably – and while I'm not averse to poured concrete and brick though I'd just as soon throw a bunch of palettes into the yard and reenact WATERWORLD. But I'll probably stick with a nice wooden walkway.

In spite of falling under the auspices of the Great Schism (which if I haven't written about it yet, involves me throwing out every writing project – no matter if it's a seed or 7/8 complete – that didn't work or that I didn't see through to fruition before this year), J's enthusiasm has brought one project back from the dead. And I'll grant you, it's a pretty cool idea. Cool enough that my desire to make it something real has overtaken my desire to branch into the entirely new. Everything old – or at least this bit of the everything (and oh shit now another thing too because I still want to know how it turns out – until it wears me down and I never look at again for another two months – +2 back from the dead, I guess ok that's it really) – being new again? *

I want to be more overwhelmed with the stakes in THE MADNESS than I am. Otherwise, solid show. Colman Domingo is fantastic.