Work is slow...

So slow, in fact, that I'm going to do something I haven't done in a long time: extra work.
I'm not sure how I feel about it yet, but I need the money, and that's guaranteed money. No worries about whether my tables are going to tip me or not. No hoping I'll get to work longer than two hours this shift. I will make some money.
It's not the best work to have. It's not that it's hard, but it can be grueling. But I need to do something, and at this very moment an actual second job is not an option.
On the plus-side, I may just blog about my gigs. I probably won't give away any spoilers (studios tend to frown on that sort of thing), but I may blog about stupid people and situations. We'll see. Could be fun.

One of the best things about living where I do...

...Is being able to wake up to this:

Can you tell I was excited?

I tried to take a picture of a humming bird in the tree. I think I'd need a better camera for that.

He's right there!

And then they started landing. The end.