i'm wondering if my second blog was the death knell for my first.
but i dont know what to do.
i love poetry and it seems to come more willingly than anything else.
define anything else.
anything but poetry.
listened to a 3 and 1/2 hour presentation at work
i thought i felt my brain leaking out of my ears near the end
then they asked me if i wanted to stay for, oh, say, anther hour or so to finish up. i said thanks, i'll hear the rest tomorrow. i near to get some ear plugs. for the noise, and to make sure i dont lose any gray matter.
its the hap-happiest time, of the YEA-A-A-AR....
folded some laundry
going bowling tonight
further bulletins as events warrant