everything on this blarg is getting centered and I don't know why. I didn't insert those tags, did you insert those tags? Hey mystery tag inserter get outta heeeeerrrrrre.
I found the broke code. Fixed broke code. Ne'er mind.
I talked to Herb in Ennis, TX. Herb has a couple of platen letterpresses for sale (like the Pilot below). Herb is cleaning them now and will send pictures and condition details by Monday. I think I can be in Ennis to see Herb with some cash by Tuesday. Crossing my fingers for Herb and Herb's machines. C'mon Herb!
I wish I could be at this this evening where some blueprints will be laid for how the tiny presses shall inherit the earth. Co-coordinator Ryan Murphy is quickly rising to hero status in my metaphoric book (a book that even as a metaphor I would want Ryan to design). I will show you some of his books and designs next week perhaps. If I make it back here at all.
The danger of going backwards with technology is that there are so many crude machines, odd tools, and techniques to learn and use that there will be no time for blogging, posing, corrupting, bitching, watching, wishing, hoping, searching, wondering, sitting, drinking, emailing, talking shit.
I just want to play with metal and paper and get high with my friends and continue to look for ways to worm out of working for people I do not know or believe.