Waiting for the paste to dry

Having some trouble conjuring up the usual Monday morning papier-mâchè cubicle smile here, so I’ll refer you to Mr. Maud’s threepart diary of our Austin trip.

In short: we ate our weight in breakfast tacos, hung out with friends, supped with James Hynes and his friend Mimi, and experienced Artz with Hayden Childs. Also, Max(x) performed, and I did (emergency) back-up one last time.


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