A starry place to sleep

I've been MIA lately. Last week, I nursed Dec's case of pink eye and my own sore throat/cold thing, which lingers. I've also been putting some of my old clips up on my web site about ex-neo-Nazis, urban planning and other things. Plus, I figure with NaBloPoMo, people have plenty to read.

I'm trying to get some work started, find some other work and get paid for work I've already done. All of this is harder in this economy than it used to be, and it was never completely easy. I apparently need a lawyer, or at least a big, scary, burly guy whose picture I can print on my invoices.

Meanwhile, the endless wallpaper-removing, carpet-removing, solar system-painting project known as trying to give my son a real room finally (mostly) ended a couple of weeks back. Here's what it looks like. My liege wants me to add a couple of galaxies, Betelgeuse (the star) and a black hole on another wall, but the novelty of hanging out under the makeshift canopy seems to be enough for the moment.
Happy Monday.
Hopefully, I'll return soon with an actual post!