Some days make me wonder what would happen if Pavlov came into my school and taught for a month. I figure he would just stand there, motionless and slack-jawed, shaking his head, saying "I was wrong."
I had a hard emotional day, so I free-association doodled. It was fun.
I heard there have been massive power outages. I can't imagine NYC without power. It's funny how dependent we get on such fickle things.
Like chocolate. Tober sent some. Though I devoured it, I am eternally grateful.
"Pedunculo" is a funny word.
Peace
John
