October 28, 2002
Power went out three times this weekend. The last time was Sunday afternoon and we were expecting Wonderful Russ over for dinner. Couldn’t cook, or anything, so we met him at Crew for dinner ($47 cash). Good talking with him, many laughs.

Started my first fire in my studio stove (I’ve got a pot-bellied stove I bought at Big Bug Creek Antiques up near Dewey). Feels quite good.

I did 17 wild washes this weekend, and of course, didn’t do jack on cleaning my studio. If I ever want to get going on painting, all I have to do is have something else to do. And, evidently, if I ever want to get my studio cleaned, have some artwork that’s due. Ha.

Our January issue goes to the printer today. We are in great shape. Editorial has never been this smooth. Ads could use a little tweaking and I’ll take care of that tomorrow. Robert R. finished early and left to do errands (this is huge). Ted is cleaning up some accounts. R.G.and Meghan are working on Feb.-Mar. issue. Feels great.

Took Sue. H. and Carole out to lunch at El Encanto ($26 cash) and talked about the store and mailings. Sue will have reader’s poll numbers by Friday.

“Being a funny person does an awful lot of things to you. You feel that you mustn't get serious with people. They don't expect it from you, and they don't want to see it. You're not entitled to be serious, you're a clown.”
—Fanny Brice