Heaven help us, we've had all manner of shuffling furniture and modobjects about this week. The professor has been busy plotting a furniture trade, and there have been other items pulled out to pass along to new owners. It always feels nice to open up a bit of attic space. One morning I spotted the old portable Smith-Corona typewriter sitting quietly in the corner, almost as if it were waiting patiently for something... anything. Seeing it there made me smile.