the banjo is back...has a new head, but still needs restrung. this is a priority, over all the rest...taxes, finding bookends, etc. there's a possibility of laying down a track with it this weekend.

meanwhile southern illinois has become very cold. a false spring, then, wham, those early flowers are sorry. but it's really winter's last gasp...chat is lively, wal-mart is about finished, linguistics flaps in the breeze, & the podcast is up (go to iTunes & type in CESL) but all is well at home - & carbondale seems like its usual contentious, unpredictable, & ever-changing self...a lot like iowa, only more so.