Plan and unplan

Plan: finally finishing the damn Crown of Storms scene tonight, or at least getting to the bloody bit.

Reason for not: getting poked by sinsofthedove on AIM with a "Do you know someone named Frank?" and then discovering languishing Facebook messages from high school friends Frank S., Dan M., and Dana M. (different M.), none of whom I've heard from since 1990 or so.

Wacky. Frank was a fiercely creative guy who honored me by purchasing one of my artistic creations in high school. Dana was an incredibly sweet theater girl who vanished after her freshman year. Dan was the reason I'm in the cult of David Byrne, and the guy who pulled the trigger on my 8th grade total self reinvention.

I should maybe check Facebook more often. Long-lost friends, while distracting, are excellent to find again.