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I bought my first ever food processor last week. I got it on Friday. It’s been really great for speeding up making some of the staples of my diet, like keto dough and shredded cheese, among many, many others. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

One of the things I did not <\/em>do last week was pre-post a lot of content for this week. During a typical week, I have a bit of a surplus of posts, the better (scare quotes assumed) of which I schedule for the following week. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Because of a pretty jammin’ work and personal schedule, I didn’t get much of that done lasdt week, or over the weekend. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Oh – in a matter that may seem unrelated, but is in fact closely related to my current situation, my band, Elephant in the Room, finally got another legit bar gig, after nearly a year of mostly off-the-cuff semi-surreptitious gigs (like, two of them). More on that later this week…<\/p>\n\n\n\n

…except to tie those threads – low and cursory blog output, food processor and band gig – into a narrative tapestry. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kid you not. I was reading the safety instructions for the food processor when, naturally, I ran my right thumb along the edge of the surgical-grade vegetable chopper, slicing open a flap of skin along the inward side of the thumb, below the last joint. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was only four stitches. No biggie. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Except that it was right in a place with key importance for two vital activities:<\/p>\n\n\n\n