Spring and all that. Last night, legions of drunk people were arrested near my old home, they blockaded streets and eventually ran out of cops. Spring break, I guess. I still slept through it all - better a half block away than 5 feet. 4 weeks of school and I'm done. I'll miss it, it's been a lovely little field trip to the past - I remember when I thought was it was hard! Then again, I was working midnight-8am in a computer lab, and the hard thing was not sleeping through class. Reading Gogol's _Dead Souls_ and other fun things.

Sean Griffin is heading off into the desert, doing his last show April 7, so check that out if you can. We're hunting a new designer, but his combo of skillz will be hard to replace.

The shop rocks on, it will do better when I am back here full time. Sometimes it feels like treading water- the only thing that it does is pay for utilities and the hours poured in accomplish nothing. Then again, it ain't supposed to be easy. Rachel is running off to busk and visit Europe and we'll miss her. Jamie, the new kid, has the hustle and eye it takes to keep the manual rolling. Emily is so close to her Master's degree it hurts. Daveer is keeping the sign end rolling while she knocks out her thesis and crams for a French translation exam. Billy has the automatic whipped. It's a strong crew.

It'll be DEMF before we know it.