Replacing storm windows may not sound like a big deal to you, but it managed to consume enough of my day to prevent any substantive blogging. There was also that lovely moment when I tried to push up a window sash by thumping it with the heel of my hand. The sash didn’t budge but the pane broke, creating a decorative swirl of glass spears that carved a neat little crater on the side of my left palm.
Note to self: If you want to slash your wrists, there are easier and more comfy ways to do it than breaking a window pane with your hand. Unless, of course, you want to make suicide look like a fatal accident.
But on a lighter note, here’s a nice writeup about the recent Jersey City Book Festival in which Yours Truly plays a part.