I was working on printing maps for The Unfair Race today, and things were going well, and I had about half the maps done and was reading sonnets online by Jimi Hendrix or whatever the hell it was I was doing. And then things weren't going well. There was a sudden, very bad noise from my printer, and when I looked over to see what was going on, what was going on was the printer was on fire! I didn't even know that was possible!!
So I yanked the power cord out of the wall socket, and grabbed the still flaming printer (the flames weren't very big) and ran outside and threw the thing onto the driveway out front. And then thought: now what?
Tough times call for tough measures, and I looked down at my hands and said: "Boys, it's up to you now." Nothing to do but hand draw the remaining maps with my mapping pencils, and while it took nearly 8 hours of steady work and intense concentration, I got done:
Then I immediately headed out to hit the trails at Happy Jack, which put me in a vastly better frame of mind, even though it was raining.