Blogging's been slow because when I'm not delivering justice for the Federal Public Defender, I'm learning material for a new country rock project. In the residue of time I try to, you know, eat. So: not much time for blogging.
In lieu of a proper post, then, I'll recap a few of my apothegmatic Facebook stati for the past week, which seems suitably frivolous:
A poor workman can't afford tools.
A journey of a thousand miles ends after about two million steps.
Moderation in a reasonable number of things.
It takes two to tango. Unless it's more of a solo or group tango.
Don't count your chickens before they've actually become chickens.
If it's not one thing, it's either more or less than one thing.
A rose by any other name would still have the same physical characteristics.
Now you go.
