This is the last of my scrap squares.
What happens next with them will have to wait, it’s too darn warm/dry/allergy-inducing today. This is the first major Santa Ana winds event of the year and I’m really feeling it. Next on the agenda is a sewing machine cleaning, some organizing of my room, and maybe a trip to the local fabric shop (not for me this time). Oh, and some Wii U-playin’ tonight.
There was a desert wind blowing that night. It was one of those hot dry Santa Anas that come down through the mountain passes and curl your hair and make your nerves jump and your skin itch. On nights like that every booze party ends in a fight. Meek little wives feel the edge of the carving knife and study their husbands’ necks. Anything can happen. You can even get a full glass of beer at a cocktail lounge. – Raymond Chandler, “Red Wind”