My editor is on vacation this week, so I’m putting together the paper. This is what my desk looks like as a result. I only have two pages left, (yes, I’m blogging from work, behold the power of the internet), and am waiting on one story to finish both. Usually, something completely random happens when the editor is away, Snowmageddon, mailbox bombs, a road rage shooting, but so far so good. I’m completely knocking on wood now, hoping I didn’t just jinx myself. I also hope my desk will count as wood. I’m sure there’s some wood under all this plastic and metal. Right???