And a hair in my digital calipers!
I discovered a guest on the back side of my new digital calipers that I had not noticed before.
I hoped to Robot Michael Jackson Jesus that it’s mine, but nope… it’s embedded in the sticker pretty well. That means it had to have belonged to a random Chinese sweatshop worker. Oh god, I’m probably [distantly, but not too far] related to the person too.
Normally I’d start an epic quest to find the identity of this mystery worker and locate him/her/etc. in the depths of China, and of course document my progress as an artistic, emotive film project, but it’s too cold to do that right now. I’ll leave it to some Mac-using art/film student.