Well this was started in a park, sitting at a picnic table under which was some sort of organic refuse that seemed to attract all the canine visitors to this particular green area. I guess that explains the park bench like thing eh? Aside from that this is a testament to good intentions, bright ideas, and shoddy execution that suceeds at merely hinting at the full realization of those first two things. It frequently feels as if I'm just repeating myself, beating my head against the same wall over and over just waiting for a different result to materialize. Stubbornly clinging to my routine and established procedures not really realizing how simple it would be to just do something different and how much joy that could potentially bring.