the spinning mojo, it is gone. this is probably the last you'll see for awhile. ruppert corriedale, spun from locks for the ivy league vest project.
i was holding my cat Wyatt and one of his hind-leg claws got caught in my finger. as i tried to disengage, he did me the favor of ripping it out himself, which left me with a shredded fingertip and a day or so of doing nothing. also, i have no desire to spin right now. probably inevitable.
on the upside we got a gas grill which is awesome. i made bbq chicken breasts and charred corn on the cob last night which were fab. does anybody know of a good grilling cookbook?