August 12, 2003
This is the time of the August full moon – the Full Red Moon.
Moon Mother,
Wisdom’s Crone,
Heal ____'s heart.
Guide it home.
I can think of several names with which to fill in that blank. As a matter of fact, that’s just what I’ll do, tonight, in the full of the red moon.
I bought a small laptop before I went out to visit my daughter so I took it with me. I sat on her deck and wrote something I want to blog. But, of course, I haven't figured out yet how to transfer documents from the laptop to my regular computer. I've got a PCI card and a wireless router. I've also got a 1950s brain that's struggling to deal with a technology that I've barely kept up with enough to figure out how to blog, email, and surf. I'll get to figure it out eventually, one way or another.
Speaking of 1950s, I’m heading out this Friday with a buncha friends to a Fabulous '50s Dance Party. The Marvelettes ("Please Mr. Postman")are performing. I never owned a Poodle Skirt; I was more the Pink Ladies type. It's probably going to be too hot to dance, but it will get me out of this mausoleum for a few hours.
Pink Ladies Pledge: "The Pink Lady pledge is to act cool, to look cool and to be cool, till death do us part, Think Pink!"
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Tom Shugart on 13 Aug 2003
I hope you have a fabulous time at the Fab Fifties affair, but, personally, I wish someone would come up with an Aternative Fifties affair with Beat poetry, Miles Davis, John Coltrane, and other jazz greats, together with a contest for slouching, sullenness, and mumbling. That's something I would go out of my way to attend.
dzwonki polifoniczne nokia on 14 Jun 2004
Hmmmmm interesting !!!