Don't let the ink dry

Another week gone...and my email and calendar at the new office still don't work right.

...so many big adjustments...

I'm acclimating to a place that kicks off projects at 4 and has them essentially done by noon the next day. Over and over and over. Soon it will be automatic - it isn't yet.

I always joked that I'm a great food improviser: I can open the fridge and make a tasty dinner from leftover bits, castoffs and sauces. That's how I've been surviving at my new gig: stitch together a phrase from the previous project, mix with a dash of two pieces ago, fold in a healthy dose of boilerplate, and blend.

These patchwork quilts will suffice. For now.