Sadly, the waste of space neighbors have transferred the miraculous escape cows to new quarters. I'm sure they'll work their magic in that enclosure as well; those instances just won't be as likely to interfere with my life.
I'll be doing a short reading at a joint here on Tuesday night at 9:00ish. I'm working out a list of pieces now. I've not read publicly for a couple of years. Should be fun once I get over the nerves.
I was mistaken in an earlier post. Only one poem's found a home so far.
Too hot to do much of anything.