I loved Blood Meridian.

Ever read Pomona Queen by Kem Nunn?

Friggin' awesome.

Haven't read Pomona Queen. Never even heard of it. I'm adding it to my list, though. Good to hear from you again. Hope all's well in Bamy.

After reading your initial post I'm inspired to read Joyce again. I've been on the wagon for a while now, but it may be time.

Lately I've been writing reports at work that begin and end in mid-sentence.

Wow, you're alive. It took Joyce to inspire the first blog entry in nearly two months.

Funny, I was thinking the same thing about you, Leanne. I'd been hitting your blog and it hadn't updated for several weeks. I thought maybe you'd finally gone nuclear. I guess it took Ray Charles to flush you out ...

Not sure if you remember, but the Southern Belle from Hell dated Ray's bassist for a while in the Birmingham years. Said bassist claimed Ray was a raging PCP junkie ...

I'm treating summer as a verb this year, Bob. Hence the sleepy blog. I'm in the process of erecting my own web site and blog. I'll let you know when it is up and running.

Yes, summer's a verb for me, too. But it's feeling really past tense these days. Har.

Can't wait to see the new site/blog. Send a note when it's live.

where is your blog, leanne? 'glad to hear you mention the ray charles' bass player thing, bob. i thought maybe it was some weird short circuit in my brain. she dragged him home from a jimmy buffett concert, didn't she? (i just happened to be there at the time...)

Wow. I forgot you were there. You have a Gump-like ability to make the scene for key Benzian events, don't you?

My recollection is that she met the bassist at Grundy's jazz bar over on the northside after a Ray Charles show at one of the larger venues in Birmingham. Several members of his band showed up at Grundy's, where the Belle was a waitress. He was a good guy.

hmmm... 'wonder where i came up with the jimmy buffett connection... maybe it was the all of the tropical birds in the house. i guess that there is a short circuit somewhere...