rain in the desert smells like nothing else....

the reasons are many why i don't
visit here as often as i should
as often as before
and all of them bullshit...
...spend a lot of time just staring
into space when i could could be
expounding here on this, that and
the other thing, whatever the other thing
might be...
...been reading four books at the same time
and i suppose my brain has been on input mode
which is bullshit reason number one
bullshit reason number two is that i've been
playing bass a lot...i go through phases where i
don't practice at all and other times when i spend
three or four hours with bass in hand...this is one such
phase...
bullshit reason number three concerns the real debris
of life that gathers round the opening in my brain that
lets the creative stuff emerge...
...and then there is the just plain ol' downright lazy part,
the realest reason of all...

...and if nothing else
i must prevent Pixie from posting any more
Charlie Daniels videos ;-)

***ATTENTION PLEASE***

I have become overwhelmingly aware of the lack of presence of one Sir Soul Pumpkin and I know I am not alone in this observation.

I feel drastic means are in order to bring to his attention that he, and ONLY he can fill the void that is Great Aunt Cleo's Hatpin... that it is not only his duty to do so but that his honor is at stake. In a radical effort to accentuate this point I have resorted to this:



*grinning*

(Gotta run... time to hack Marmy too)