The good air blowing through Houston is apparently the result of a tropical storm brewing right off the coast, for which we are being informed to brace ourselves. Third one this year. The city of Houston really ought to consider replacing all its roads and freeways with canals and moats, Netherlands style. The soil doesn't take too well to asphalt anyway, every new paving cracking and morphing within a couple years' time. Americans will criticize communism for its top-down authoritarian inflexibility, but then will insist on constructing all their cities with motorway-first logic irrespective of geography or topography. One-size-fits-all logic but through “free enterprise”. 🎉
Finished Calvino's WINTER'S NIGHT last night and moving onto Jorge Luis Borges' FICTIONS this morning before charging into the jampacked workday ahead.
Two pages worth of TSG pencils on the docket, along with some sketches for PROJECT BLOSSOM, and some thinking about PROJECT TWENTY-FIVE. I'll have to remember to break for exercise at some point, and perhaps take my bike out for a grocery run. A little too ambitious maybe, but things are oddly less daunting when you get that good pre-storm breeze.