I felt a little attacked on Wednesday morning when my boss jokingly referred to me as “sometimes a little workaholic.” Later, as I was writing messages on Slack as I was literally having an IV attached…yeah okay, I guess I can sometimes see it. Vaguely.

(nothing too much to worry about - an endoscopy to check on my acid reflux. And I did a reasonable job at staying offline from work on Thursday and Friday. So there.)

Anyway, a truncated week, and I feel like I let the opportunity of two days off mostly slip by without filling them properly, although watching Eno yet again (now that a new version is out every month on the Criterion Channel) did get me to start work on The Assembly Machine, of which I will probably talk a little more about in July when it’s slightly more stable.

It is Father’s Day, and I have the greatest Father’s Day present ever — the best LC! tour t-shirt ever made, and a Lego cement mixer to go along with it, as every Lego city needs the means of production so the city can grow and grow, right? I’m fairly sure that’s correct.

Oh, and I got complimented at the playground today for a t-shirt that is, perhaps, over 25 years old?