No rain and no poem. Yet. Both could happen. Inclement inspiration. Weather.
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iTunes is downloading the latest episode of Battlestar Galactica. Awesome, but I'm still a couple behind it. Too busy of late to watch anything.
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Speaking of iTunes, do you ever listen to the mixes you make for others? I do. I am. It should be easier to do this with poems.
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I rented a van last week, a mini-van, that was fully accessible, with the powered sliding door and automatic ramp that folded out. Completely automated. Push-button. And a mini-van should never be cool, but I have to confess it was pretty great. I don't have one and haven't since the old 1986 model gave up the ghost a few years back. I don't even drive. But this was great.
Of course, a newly converted van costs something like 40,000 dollars. Which, for a poet, is, you know, lunch money.
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No hints on this mystery location?
Pffft.
Are you going to the top of the hill?
Now the wintertime is coming, the windows are filled with frost
Do you like Serenity and Firefly?
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