Last night we had a little potluck, and some of our fabulous friends and neighbors came.  We had tacos and sangria and PBR and ice cream, and we played with the typewriter and kiddie tape recorder and listened to records.  It poured.

(and and and and and… it’s conjunction time!)

A sample from our typewriter guestbook: “dear humbel host thank you kindly for having me at your taco party i am thanking you for amber and myself  ; this thing is so radical i am so hyped on it”

Another: “a type-face is not a font” -charl    es”

In other news, I started a drawing for the first large woodcut today.