Somehow I've fallen into the vlog trap, like a hapless traveler into quicksand. Help me, help me, help me. (It's 86 degrees.)
Amazing that some people in the tornado were saved by retreating to a bank vault. They should have pocketed diamonds and huge wads of cash while they were at it. Maybe life-lasting romances were seeded. I hope something interesting came of it. At least a good book with a big advance. Yeah, teller makes a killing in royalties, yeah!
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After I did this video, I went out and did even more lawn work. Now instead of looking like a haunted house one might have trick-or-treaters through for a scare, it looks like a place that someone not-too-disturbed might live. And a peony bloomed today. First peony ever. It's red and looks more like a poppy than most peonies I've ever seen. Less petals, and very evident orange stamen. Interesting and very flashy. Love it.
Well, it's getting to be past my bedtime (7:30 p.m.). I have to conserve energy. Stayed up too late last night. Very important to try and stay focussed, but here's a hairpin turn into the lavish wastefulness that is poetry. It's not as important as dishes or mowing the lawn, we all know that, but listen anyway. It's only a few minutes.…
What sort of books do I like best?
a.) slutty confessionals ghost-written for movies stars
b.) anything lyrical even if it has no plot and the characters have stupid names
c.) torturously tedious pontifications
d.) Harlequin romances
e.) only books that the New York Times says are good
f.) only books that my mother says are good
g.) slutty confessionals that are lyrical enough to have a redemptive quality of some sort