crazy days / crazy nights

work all day play all night.  at least that is the ideal balance.  this week i find myself up to my eyeballs in work, play and family affairs.  the particulars are of no importance accept to the people directly involved [like me!] but since i haven't mastered the art of la perruque at the end of a long day i take a book to bed and pass out after reading a few paragraphs and then arise in the morning for more of something similar.

c'est la vie, right.  i am doing my damnedest to practice gratitude.  for example, stop what i am doing look around and be glad i have been given the gift of presence.  this here now.  i mean how many lives do we get to have?  if this one doesn't work out shall i have another?  unlikely.  so stop yer bitchin' and get to livin'.

but let me point out my delight in the start up again after two year hiatus of the on-going interview blog antic view by allen bramhall and jeff harrison.   

and remember, yes, it is national poetry month which means bill cohen is posting his tattooed poets series at tattoosday.

so many books, so many movies, so many poems, so many ways of participating in creation.  spring is sprung.  for some that means the start of baseball.  for me it means going to the drive-ins.  what is better than sitting under the stars before a large outdoor screen with a few burritos from jimboys tacos sodas and/or beer bag of chips and the company of good friends and family.  some think of baseball as the passage of spring and warm weather.  i think of the drive-ins as the start of summer livin'.