Well, some shit's happened, and I am now a resident of the Pacific coast's great expanses. Check out the view from my balcony. Odd, the way things change, eh? I'm busy setting up shop these days, and working towards a relatively humble standard of living / a smaller ecological footprint. So, I'll keep this short.
The candle is for sale. Attention obscure art collectors!
In spite of the best wishes of my wonderful mother, I cannot give up the candle. It is worth over 3000$ in raw materials, and I can't even begin about thinking about the number of people who've had some part to play in it, on top of the hours I've personally poured into the thing. If it is not sold prior to me getting married (I really don't know when that will be, so we'll see)(basically: shit's on hold), I will melt it down and give candles as gifts to the participants of my wedding - should that ever happen. Consider it indefinitely suspended.
Currently, it is beneath a covering which will protect it from the hellish forces of Southern Ontario winters - while I think about how to best use its unquestionable value and glory. I plan to visit it next summer, and "deal with it" then. It will either be relocated to Oakville Ontario's B&D Auto Recycling yard, or it will be placed in storage for some future event of great importance.
I hope all's well with you. Please standby whilst I learn HTML, and conjure up a better website for your wasting-time-at-work pleasure.
Sincerely,
Hunter J. Moyes
