I made another trip to Simmons College in what is becoming my favorite area of Boston. For now, anyway. While in the city I went to the Museum of Fine Arts. I do not tell you this to bore you with the events of my day. Oh, no. I tell you because I was at the museum to do research for a project I've been thinking about, I believe, for around nine years. I can't be certain because in the past I haven't done a good job dating my writers' workbooks. But the one in which I find the first references to said project appears to be from 2001.
I would write more this evening, but I just had to spend some time watching Johnny Weir's Olympic performances on-line because I missed them during the week. In a world in which there are limited amounts of time, one must make hard choices.