h'lo...i'm getting lazy...it's hot, steamy, sauna here, concerts every week, things flying by, and here i am, not getting to the blog much. haven't asked my students permission to publish the one we did earlier, either...haven't been writing much link poetry, either.

i have another play, written a few years back, that i've always wanted to publish, and ask people about. i may try to get it up soon. it's not like i'm dead.

and i do play music, too...some fiddle here and there. so far i have more offers on the banjo and cello than the fiddle, but hey, i guess bad fiddlers are a dime a dozen. whereas bad cello players are almost impossible to find.

more later....

got to the arena parking lot last night, came out from the wet-wooded footpath onto the vast parking-lot, and there was a policeman, parked out of view, up against the woods. i was walking in a hurry; it was raining; i needed exercise so badly i went out in the rain then realized, i probably looked a little curious walking so quickly up that parking lot. but that's legal; he left me alone, and left. maybe i disturbed his privacy...

the blog is done; we're on to another class; haven't published it yet, but will. i have to ask them first.

i always look at everything out on that parking lot carefully; an errant weed, a flower growing between the cracks of the pavement; a couple of teenagers talking or doing whatever over in the corner. everyone has a right to their privacy, i guess, a little solitude, a little peace on a rainy night. that's what i tell the animals...you let me pass, and i'll surely do the same for you...