I had something specific in mind for today’s post, but I seem to have lost it. By the time I took this photo, I had already been awake for an hour, and this was five hours ago.  Actually, I first woke at 4am, when my phone gave a little brrrring to let me know I had a message from WordPress.  After my alarm went off and I had a cup of coffee in hand, I checked the message, thinking someone from a different time zone had left a new comment. Nope, it was just a notice letting me know Mrs Fringe had had a spike of views and activity.  Not earth shattering, but more than usual.  Ok, thank you!  Now I see I’ve had quite a few more hits than usual over the last several hours, and can’t figure out why.  I had a brief moment of oh! maybe I’ve been Freshly Pressed again! Nope. My stats aren’t showing that someone linked a post, no new comments, I have no clues.

And I’ve been busy. Very busy playing with my rocks

And making water. S-l-o-w-l-y.  Water has to be specially filtered for a reef tank, so as not to kill the (future) corals and invertebrates.  That super-duper make reverse osmosis deionized water is an agonizing process.  Most of the water runs right back down the drain, and the RO/DI water pretty much dribbles out.  I’d have to have another tank to test my theory, but I’m fairly certain I could spit and fill the tank at the same speed.

Most of my writing buddies are gearing up for NaNoWriMo now.  I don’t do NaNo, it just isn’t how I write. I guess I’m like that filter, spits and spurts rather than a steady stream.  Unless it’s an agent or editor lurking and viewing my old posts, in which case, rest assured I will produce at whatever pace is requested, because I’m trampy that way.

I’ll leave you with a song that was playing in the grocery store this morning, that I hadn’t heard in way too long.