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Now doesn’t THAT sound all art gallery-ish.
I have a ton of unframed prints I haven’t posted up at the house. Those that come with frames, I lug down to the shack and put up on the many bare walls. Which is where I am, and where my digital camera is, so ….
Eichii Kotozuka. I’m not […]

I was going to write a post about my adventures in shackitude, namely the 50 bazillion cars in front of the apartment building next door and the almost constant traffic. I think I’ll bypass all that for now, and cut a long story short. I wasn’t there–had left about an hour before–but there were shots, […]

I have actually let a whole month go by without blogging. Actually, I’m pretty sure it’s longer than a month, but I’ve been focusing on the fact that my February 2008 listing in the archives will be … missing. Oh well, such is life. And life is good. The shack is shacky (more on that […]

I slung my briefcase over my shoulder this morning, whistled for the dog, and commuted down the alley.

This white thing is the official Chez Munshi Shack:
Admittedly, every time I come to the front door, I feel like I’m being incarcerated:

But it’s not so bad when you walk in:

Hard at work:

of my home office.
I’ve had such fun saying that with a pregnant pause and watching the perplexity on people’s faces because I sound so happy about it.
He’s been making this push for a couple of months, and I’ve been resisting. About a month ago, we were sitting in the hot tub, and he brought it […]

Once upon a time, people got married much younger than they do today, and they lived at home until they tied the shackles. So giving them the silverware, the plates, the sheets, and of course the multiple toasters was necessary, since they were young and poor, and had nothing with which to run a house.
Fast […]