Today is my birthday, I am older again. I am now thirty-two. I never feel old, I always think of myself as young, that must be a good thing.

I have no clue what I am going to do today, I have the day off, I thought about going out today and picking up a typewriter I found at an antique mall the other day, but I decided it can wait. It is a cool typewriter, aqua paint and portable. If I got it, that would bring my total to ten. All I need is a space to put them on display, maybe I'll design a display case for them.

I think I will just do what I always do, work on something like a painting or some of the new cards I have been designing.

I have become the go to guy for displays for crafty folk, I am designing/ building displays for Cinnamon and her purses, a sort of coat rack looking thing, it should be cool when I'm done. I've done display racks for a few jewel makers in the past few months, and I think I have some lined up for the future. Anyway, now I need to design displays for my stuff, I haven't been concentrating on my junk for some time now. The hazards of being a nice guy.

Well, if I decide to do something fun tonight, I will let people know, I think it will be low key like most of the things I do.