Head On

So today I managed to write 250 words of Kendra III. I also finished a new mould, with a head on this time, but tore it as I was removing it. It probably had not dried out enough. Since though, I have repaired it with latex, we'll have to see whether I get a line across the bottom of the jacket once it's been cast.

Today's joke is:


If you’re being chased by a police dog; try not to go through a tunnel, then on to a little seesaw, then jump through a hoop of fire. They’re trained for that!