Okay, I lied. But only a little.

Turns out I wasn’t cold at all yesterday morning. Our office was actually quite toasty, thanks to my man / Board Chair Marshall. I guess some people take pleasure waking up at six in the morning and turning on the space heater in old house museums. More power to them.

So why did I pretend to be cold in my last post? Well, I didn’t really. You see, some blogging software has neat tricks installed that allow you to type posts ahead of time, and then specify the time for it to be published online. Trickery! On Monday when I wrote the post, it was freezing and I fully anticipated the same for Tuesday morning. But lo, Marshall came and ruined the fun / made the office tolerable again. Next trick: posting pictures.

In other news, the journalist from the Atlanta Journal-Constitution did indeed pay a visit this morning right on through to the afternoon.

For those of you who have never talked to a journalist before, let me tell you: it’s just fine and dandy when you get to talking, but the second s/he leaves, oh it’s terrible. For the past ten hours I’ve been trying to think up ways I can explain that my quotes are out of context. I’ve come up with these so far: “Oh, that was taken out of context,” and “No no no, you see, that was taken out of context!” Pretty good, no?

The thing about journalists is that while they can give you great (free) publicity, in order to do so, they write down what you say. Therein lies the problem. I can’t be held accountable for what I say! My gosh.

While the scope of the article probably won’t mean the Wren’s Nest is in the headline, I could totally see the Wren’s Nest featured in a sub-headline: “Man-Boy Protects the Nest, Neglects Shaving Responsibilities.” If you ever want to find out about any neuroses you might have lurking, go find yourself a journalist to interview you. Then wonder what he’ll write. Oof.

Look for some totally awesome Wren’s Nest content in the AJC come November.