When was this posted?

Have been having a pleasant time playing around with scheduling of these posts.  Some of the posts you read are written and posted immediately; others are ever-so-exquisitely crafted so as to be put up at some unspecific time in the future (usually around 35 minutes later). 

I think they added this so I can remember to post a reminder in advance for John Cheever's 100th birthday.  DOING!  Okay, bye!

More music by me you will likely never hear

Got together last night with some doodz to work on a little rock and roll band we wanna call CRUSHER.

Pardon the Bob-esque technique here, but was sitting at my desk knowing rock was at 6pm when I thought "I'll just make a 45 cover and then make the song up that will fit it," since I had not touched a guitar in a lasting way in ages.  Hey, it worked!

Next week: "Rainface" b/w "Partly at My Girl's Insistence."

Progress!

 June 28, 2010:

 

This week!:

Dream Job

"I had a job one summer in a department store looking through Vogues and Harper's Bazaars and European fashion magazines for a wonderful man named Mr. Vollmer.  I got something like fifty cents an hour and my job was to look for 'ideas.'  I don't remember ever finding one or getting one."

I NEED THIS JOB! 

Stray Rafe (strafage?)

Garden madness

Oh, man, it's getting close.  We still have the thirty bed community garden, another one at work and then our friend Chris's mom has seven acres we may help to cultivate...lordy!  Rafe needs to start walking so he can work, the bum.

Almost time to read Green Thoughts again, because I am exactly that kind of sentimental wuss.  Also, need this (left), because if'n I read Green Thoughts too much I will kill it dead and also because Charles Dudley Warner was the guy who said "Everybody talks about the weather, but no one does anything about it."

Speaking of packaging,

a reader wanted me to use this soapbox to gripe about how her favorite type of Girl Scout Cookies (the "Thanks-A-Lot" - had not even heard of these!) has been saddled with being the first of the brand to be packaged in a non-boxed, environmentally favorable manner, thus save three zillion tons of paperboard a week or something.  Problem is, someone mailed her some (we don't have these in D_____) and they arrived with half of them broken-in-half.  Sure, one can eat broken cookies, but why must it be these [although maybe they thought that the vegan treats would be a good starting point - "planet"-loving vegans would merely nod sagely at the crumpled, broken desserts as they stitched together burlap playclothes for their dirty-faced offspring? - ed.]???

Hey, Girl Scouts of America!  THANKS-A-LOT (storms off, hot tears, etc)!!!