My old computer is now deceased. I have hooked up an old one discarded from Sonja's work place. Despite my best efforts I could not get it going by myself and I had to fork over eight sawbucks to a computer person to finish what I could not.
Much has happened. Nothing has happened. While I was away I thought of a poem.
My dog
Took a shit
So big
So steamy
I felt better
When she was done.
It is Friday night. I have to go drink some beer.
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It is Monday afternoon.
I am in Ukiah California
In a darkened motel room.
And I have just finished drinking some beer.
It is stinking hot outside.
I am now getting ready to take my guitar
to the pool
to play......
With my kids.
Perhaps
.
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