Spring time nights

The evenings are redolent with the fragrant lavender, now blooming. While associated with purple, I keep finding little flowers that seem to have a maroon color inside. Apparently, blooming with lots of other plants. Most of the folks at the festival on Sunday were complaining of allergies. I wasn’t. I was doing okay. So much Spring time nights

changing face of news

I’ve had this happen to me, I’ll work on a metaphor, handcrafted and honed in a South Austin trailer park, and I’ll post it in a horoscope. A reader will respond to some element that I didn’t intentionally insert. It’s the nature of art. It’s part of letting the muse doing to the typing. [url=http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0877959528/fishinguideto-20]Islands changing face of news

Hippies, part two

Hippies, part two. I just couldn’t face myself, although, the [url=http://www.astrofish.net/cam.shtml]cat found me oddly alluring, and I jumped a quick shower before sallying forth unto the second day of mud and music. Title: [url=http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/079284615X/fishinguideto-20]Life Of King Henry The Fifth, The Act III. Scene I. France. Before Harfleur. Alarums. Enter King Henry, Exeter, Bedford, Gloucester, and Hippies, part two

Redneck Mother – Mercury

Redneck Mother – Mercury I was looking at a two sets of documents that I’ve got earmarked for editing during the upcoming Mercury Retrograde period. Made me think of something I’m pretty sure I heard on the radio, Friday afternoon, it was [url=http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B00008CLLC/fishinguideto-20]Ray Wylie Hubbard, the original Zen-cowboy-poet, his advice to singer-songwriters, “Make sure you Redneck Mother – Mercury

Good Friday

Wait until you’ve poked around on the [url=www.astrofish.net]website Good Friday. It started at 4:00 PM. Two calls, one, a trusty Sagittarius Apartment Locator called, to see if I was there to show, and two, the boss called, to let me know I could take the rest of the afternoon off. “What! Maybe you’re out vacationing, Good Friday

Working Wednesday

The problem with going to a show like Jimmy Buffett, even if I’m not a drinking man these days, and even if I didn’t touch a drop of alcohol, that doesn’t mean that I’m not feeling like I was run over the next morning. By a big truck. Despite that hangover-esque type feeling on Wednesday Working Wednesday

No Juice, Man Wrap & Sausage Wrap

When I rolled into the apartment office early on Tuesday morning, the lights weren’t working. Bit of a problem. I did get some matters attended to, but I left a bunch of stuff undone. Pesky problem with the breaker. City assured me the account was current. When Central Texas was colonized, coincidentally, a Uranus in No Juice, Man Wrap & Sausage Wrap

Weird war news

Weird war news [url=http://www.themoscowtimes.com/stories/2003/04/10/009.html] Tax Day I forgot. No, I didn’t forget to mail my taxes, I did that at the perfect time, I hope. But I forgot that I was heading out to hear Jimmy Buffett today. Red-headed Cap friend. Got tickets. Good tickets. Houston show tonight. Leave early, get back late. Boat drinks! Weird war news

When the stars align next

When the astrological portents are good again I’ll roll out a new splash page. I’m fixing to dump damn near all the advertising. As one local artist would suggest, “Yee-haw.” Wandering around the other afternoon, the Virgo spied a perfect a companion piece, and I carried the camera back, only, working with the limits, my When the stars align next