I have insomnia, induced this time it seems by the medication for my cough, so it seems meet and right that I noodle about with nothing particular in mind. Having already descanted in measured tones on my many misgivings concerning the current practice of allowing adolescents with guitars and drum sets into our sanctuaries, I am indeed spent my dear reader. What’s more, tomorrow I must away early; in fact, I have an appointment in Cleveland on Friday afternoon, so there is much to do tomorrow before leaving for the city that, don’t let anyone fool you, most certainly does not rock.
It sounds windy out there. We did not get any tornadoes that I know of, let alone an F4 like the one that mangled a town in Illinois yesterday. Still, it’s been freakishly warm – yesterday it was like a day in early May. O well…that feeling, as though you’re wandering through the early, boring moments of a disaster movie, is fine, because you are in fact wandering through the early, boring moments of a disaster movie.