It’s something that happens to me every now and again.

My eyes get tired as the midnight hour approaches. I’m wrapping up the last couple touches on whatever file I’ve got to get uploaded to wherever, and suddenly my third or fourth wind kicks in.

The clocks ticks midnight, and this is where shit gets awesome.

No one is calling, the music is playing, I’m focused, enjoying the work, turning it into “play” and knocking out project after project, and, having a rip-roaring time doing it.

Last night was one of those nights.

You make a list and you knock it out. Start at the top and work yer way down. Each line item checked off is a victory.

Everything is feeling good. The projects are caught up. The little lady is coming out here soon. Gary too. Checks are clearing. Records are on the turntable. Vegas adventures are stacked up. The Baked Potato Soup from Safeway is just right. The Cokes are cold. The house is warm. The plans that were drawn up years ago are seeing the light of day and being completed.

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Really, really good, and set in Futura to boot.

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SOME NEWS FROM CAMP FARRAR: “One Fast Move Or I’m Gone†is a documentary about Jack Kerouac’s life as it relates to his novel, Big Sur. Notable actors & historians, family members & love interests lend their voices to this documentary as Jay’s original compositions, inspired by the novel, underscore the film. The documentary will be shown at Sundance. As soon as we have more information, we will pass it on to you.”

This is something I am severely interested in, and will start waiting in line as soon as this entry is posted.

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NOW WE ARE TALKING: Sleeveage. The story behind an albums’s design. Nicely done, nice design, nice idea. Hours of greatness.

I mean, fuck the Foo Fighters, but, this was pretty interesting to see what went into their packaging.

The type could’ve been better, but, man, the wood is amazing.

One of my all-time favorite packages. Brilliant.