City of Legends

I am sorry for those of you who come here looking for fresh kill, in that I have been sort of adrift, creatively, these last several months.  I don’t think I have run out of steam, but rather have allowed myself to get sidetracked by minutae instead of the macro sense of the internet and my responsibility to my readers.

To this end I am going to try and make a few changes to make this place more fun and conversational, starting with either changing at least the colour scheme or fulfilling my year-long dream of converting the damn think back to a Blogger blog instead of a WordPress Frankensteinian nightmare.  Why did I change?  Go back and look at why…  Nothing like having the river guide dive out of the boat in mid-stream to give one a sense of one’s own failings at having not brought a map, a compass and a fresh set of oars.  I apologize, for the umpteenth time and promise that, in the future, I will keep my own counsel better (still subject to being ignored in the presence of long legs, pouty lips and an accent, of course).

If anyone knows a sane way to convert a WordPress blog back…please throw me a lifeline.

As I write this a violent thunderstorm rages outside my office window and I can see the bands of dark clouds moving West to East across the sky near Washington, DC.  It is an impressive sight.

I need to clean things up on here, maintain a regular update schedule and get more focused on such projects as Guerrilla Poetry Day, the new book, loveaddict, and the next CD…to be entitled…hmmm…let me see…what would be a good name fo rthe next CD?  I can’t ask anyone else’s counsel, as that would be hedging on a fresh promise and I have more than my fair share of hypocrisies already.

No, don’t say anything…I am thinking here.  The new CD will be called…

blister

Don’t ask, there is a logic to it.  Just, don’t ask.