Monday, February 07, 2011

Bare Ruined Choirs

OK, it's not THAT bad (cotton is at 1.74lb!!). Day-job. Family obligations. An occasional hard night of drinking. Etcetera. More importantly, little perspective to add that is worthy of the volume required to rise above the ambient noise and chatter of those extrapolating yesterday's trends into tomorrow. Yet the fact remains that eleven of my last fourteen posts remain in draft form. Stillborn. Aborted satirical foetuses.  Wonder what W.P. Mayhew would think of that? If you need me, I'll be at"the Earle"...
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4 comments:

Anonymous said...

You're the best. So happy to hear that you're not finished.

7:07 pm, February 07, 2011
StuntTrader said...

Here's looking at you kid..

11:48 pm, February 07, 2011
Common Schlemiel said...

And yet, the cry of "Norm!" still rises from our throats.....

3:17 am, February 08, 2011
Anonymous said...

Yup,Originality is no easy feat to accomplish, and attempts - at times may or may not hit the spot.Your honest self reflection reminds me of an old song of Leonard Cohen's "Bird on a wire"

7:47 pm, February 27, 2011

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