I tried really hard today. I tried a few different ideas and nothing seemed to work. One would figure I would come up with something for my photo-of-the-day when I was trying to figure out how to mat and frame a photo mounted on foam board. What a carnival! But, in the end, it was this little guy who now hangs on one of my camera bags. He was born at a strange hotel in Bangkok. Not sure if he is supposed to be happy or sad. Perhaps he is just trying to be. At this moment, that is what I'm working on. There are dozens of tasks to take care of, or there is the option of nothing at all. I'm sure my fatigue right now will lead me to the latter at some point. I can take comfort in looking at the new photograph hanging on my wall or the mess that I left on the floor from the framing effort. But, the one thing I know I should stop is this incessant babbling. The "Orange-Man" doesn't babble.