writing my slim book of poetry

I was going to finish writing my slim book of poetry yesterday, but I spent the afternoon finishing up my “summer” reading list instead. This over cast weather seems to work for some of my friends, but I miss sunlight. I’m beginning to fade, unlike my hair, which is not fading. I think I’m going writing my slim book of poetry

honeysuckle and rose

Lilacs and lavender, honeysuckle and rose, sweet vines of summer times… and, how could I forget, belching diesel, too? “April Fool, n. The March fool with another month added to his folly.” (The Devil’s Dictionary by Ambrose Bierce) It may be April’s Fool’s Day but I don’t have any funny observations. I was really feeling honeysuckle and rose

Toni Price sings the blues

Toni Price sings the blues. I mean, I live right around the corner from the Continental Club, the legendary spot in Austin to hear music, and we finally got out to hear Toni Price. Half way through the set, my red headed Capricorn friend looks at me and says, “I know what CD I’m buying Toni Price sings the blues

St. Dominic’s Day

How could I miss it? Monday, the 29th, it was St. Dominic’s Day, the Patron Saint of Astronomers. I got a pleasant E-mail this morning, I’d sent a quote from Ovid to a friend in the frozen north, and he responded by reminding me that Ovid meant “sheep” in the original. Sheep love, it’s not St. Dominic’s Day

Two degrees

There’s nothing quite as amusing as a desperate Gemini in a desperate situation. And as long as Mercury is Retrograde, I find that I’ve got any number of Gemini’s running around chasing their collective tails. Fortunately, the retrograde is entering into its final phase, and the least of the problems are over. I caught a Two degrees

Techno, Honky Tonk, Blues and A3

There were a couple of bands I wanted to listen to, a chance to see some live music last night, but I didn’t remember who was playing where until it was ten thirty at night, and I was getting some ice cream at Amy’s with a friend. The best thing I wound up with was Techno, Honky Tonk, Blues and A3

traveling orders

Nothing makes a Sagittarius more happy than to get some traveling orders. Looks like I finally get a chance to slide on out to Phoenix again. Got word when I got home late last night. Looks like Mother’s Day will be in AZ. And I’ve got a weekend in NM, just the week before. Looks traveling orders

St. Dysmas’s Day

St. Dysmas’s Day — Patron Saint of thieves, criminals and undertakers. There was a questionnaire about “Austin Style” in today’s paper. Out of my answers, I selected a few of the salient points: Most “Austin” look? Hawaiian print shirt, jeans and cowboy boots — nothing is more “Austin” than that. Most frequent attire? Loud shirt, St. Dysmas’s Day

And so it goes

And so it goes. I’m off to meet with Ma Wetzel for lunch today. Yesterday I was consumed with food from Magnolia, time spent adding material to my Virgo database, and this interesting tidbit: Virgo’s seem to wind up in big, red trucks. It all started, when back to back, I had two Virgo friends And so it goes