Long time no post. Too much life clouding my creativity, I guess.
This one is worth the wait. Glenbot has launched the Haiku Dojo. Very cool. My favorite so far:
my random thoughts knock
like pebbles on your windshield
tossed by a dump truck
Go Glenbot …
Picked up a the Dandy Warhols most recent CD, “Welcome to the Monkeyhouse.” I’ve listened to it a few times and it’s just not grabbing me the way “13 Tales from Urban Bohemia” did. The songs are sleepy, whispered, almost somnabulant. There’s nothing with the power of the Godless/Mohammed/Nietzsche opening of 13 Tales or the humor of “Bohemian Like You.” “Monkeyhouse” isn’t a total loss and it has its moments, but overall, it was a letdown.
I think the Dandy’s have been too long on the island of the lotus eaters. Get to a methadone clinic. Clean up. Try again.
I took the dogs to the lake this morning for the first time in several weeks. It felt great. I don’t realize how much I miss those early jaunts until I’ve skipped a few weeks.
We couldn’t go last week because Xena had Lyme’s disease. After I returned from a trip to San Antonio, she was crying and whining every time she got to her feet. One vet visit, a blood test and $250 later, we found out she had Lyme’s. This is the second time a tick-borne disease has hit one of my dogs. Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever almost killed poor Bubba 8 or so years ago.
Thanks to antibiotics, Xena has recovered, as terrified rabbits at Melton Hill Lake can attest …