The power of suggestion

I've been listening to A Dead Man in Istanbul on my iPod at the gym, and while I was on the elliptical yesterday, the protagonist '...walked into a cafe...', and I thought, 'wow, that sounds soooo gooood'. From then on, I couldn't stop thinking about coffee. Finally I got my cup at Papa Hayden's last night. And today, the effect still hadn't quite worn off (the suggestion, not the coffee, the effect of that was long gone), so we went to Peet's this afternoon.

Mike's taking the weekend off again (2 weekends in a row without working, yay), so we went for a long walk, coffee, and a pizza. And I still managed to get 7 hours in the studio.

I had more of the BFK than I thought, so I ended up cutting enough paper for 29 books. They're all trimmed, marked, and ready for print. It took probably 11, 12 hours to do that, even with the guillotine cutter, which worked quite well, so I'm happy. Now we're off to see The Painted Veil.

A couple of shots of the mock-up, printed on the laser printer and taped together: