My plants are growing like gangbusters.

My herniated disc, silent for years, is acting up.

I'm crying for no reason lately. I can't watch the news or a commercial, or read a book, or hear a song, or sit on my back porch without getting choked up.

My spinach plants were barely an inch high, and the damn squirrels ate their leaves. Bastards.

I watched the sun come up over Lake Michigan yesterday. It was beautiful.

I've got a song stuck in my head, and every time I try to get it out, it fights me every step of the way. If it ever makes it out, I think it will be reallygood....but it's not going to be an easy birth. Sometimes I think I know what squeezing a watermelon through a hole the size of a lemon must feel like.

Recent entries...
27 December 2007: 2007: Finis.
17 December 2007: A ruse, a rant, and a poem. It's short.
11 December 2007: Music & falling....story of my life.
08 December 2007: Briefly...ish.
29 November 2007: A poem, a rant, a lesson.