First, an announcement and some general air-clearing: There may be gaps here in the next few days, and over the course of the summer. I’ll be doing some traveling next week for my book project, and I won’t necessarily be near wifi and all the rest of it. And then I will need to double down on the book project, so that might mean some dark nights or days. I think I will put up lots of photo posts this summer, sort of like T-Lo’s lounge posts, for general chitchat in the comments and something to look at in the bargain.
Next week I will be in a pretty place for a couple of days. (Mackinac.) So we’ll start with that.
And today, I’m a little wrung out. Slept badly, drove a long way (to Lansing), drove back. Thank God for the iPod, so I could sing, loudly, all the way home. I love me some public radio, but after a while, the only thing that keeps my heart beating is the original cast recording of “Oklahoma!”
Gonna give you barley, carrots and potaters, pasture for the cattle, spinach and tomaters — that’s my favorite line.
Hello, am I ever out of gas. So.
J-Lo, don’t ever change. Don’t ever change the batshit outfits and especially don’t change your makeup.
Taylor Swift, optimist, takes apart the contemporary music business. Of course I don’t believe she wrote a word of it, but nice try.
He shot his eye out, kid: Local TV weather guy loses an eye messing around with fireworks. Not at my neighbor’s house.