Sunday, October 09, 2005

If you

I'm dueling with a cold. Or something. But for the last few couple of days I've been feeling lethargic, headachey, cold. Most of yesterday I spent feeling crappy. This morning seems a little better. It may be just the change of seasons, my body not pleased with this damp, cool weather. Where's the sun? Where's the blue sky? Not until March? What? Crap.


Enjoying the baseball, though. And the NHL is back. Who knew?


I wrote three poems this past week, even one lingerie poem like we were talking about in the comments.


A pretty cool line-up of poets for Meacham:

Gerald Stern
James Tate
Dara Weir
Sebastian Matthews
Anne Marie Macari
Evie Shockley




Dee said...

Hi. Hope you feel better soon, Paul.

Any week in which you write a poem about lingerie isn't a total loss.

Paul said...

No, I sippose not...

LKD said...

Chicken soup. A big steaming bowl of Campbell's Chicken Noodle soup. that's what you need. And a cup of tea with honey and lemon and a shot of whiskey.

That'll cure you.

Baseball? Yawn. Now, hockey, there's a game worth watching. Mario's hotter than hot at 40, showing the new kid on the block, the new Mario (what the hell is is name?) how it's done in Pittsburgh.

I can't help it. I like to watch grown men beat each other up. I've got the Brown's game on right now and miracle of miracles, it looks like they might actually win. HOORAY!!!

Feel better, Paul.

LKD said...

Sidney Crosby. That's the kid's name. Supposed to be the next Lemieux, the next Gretzky.

Who you rootin' for, baseball-wise? Now that Boston's gone, I give even less of an f than I did anyway. Honestly, I'd rather watch golf.

Paul said...

I couldn't say I'm rooting for anyone; just sneezing a lot and wondering where all my energy went.

Melissa said...

I hope you feel better soon. Medicate yourself with good ole Peppermint Schnapps. ;)