Blocked

I promised myself that I wouldn't go to bed until I'd posted a blog entry.

I'll spare you the long, boring details of the frustration and procrastination that has led up to this moment. Here's a taste, though:

At one point I found myself lying on my back, on the floor, craning my neck back and tapping my skull against the carpet, hoping to shake ideas loose. It didn't work. But I did take a picture.

Well, if i couldn't shake any inspiration loose, at least I was able to capture an image of myself looking startlingly like Leonard Nimoy as Spock.