Disaster Area (Patreon)

Since I had to get all  the stuff off the walls over the weekend for the daily assault on FranLab the shop is a wreck.  I have been expelled from the lab on weekdays due to the noise and dust and been taking refuge at the woodshop, so regular content has suffered.  I hope that you can all hang in there a bit while I deal with this.  Having to do the usual daytime stuff at night has also been robbing me of sleep, so I am also grumpy.  Outside the perimeter of these thin plaster walls is becoming a huge empty warehouse.  It is surreal.  In all the scenarios that I drempt up about this place, the current reality I am living through never once came across my mind.  Funny...  how reality often exceeds our imagination.