Thursday, April 8, 2010
Midday 100: April 8, 2010
Have an instrumental on the digi-8, poetry prepared. Just need to record. Finished an episode of “Room Notes,” just need to edit and title. Opened a 1999 Cabernet last night. Not good. I think because of the synthetic cork. Tasted like acidic vegetables. Beautiful outside. Want to drive around, but funds are fading with each effort, be it leisure or literary. Need to sell my CD! That’s why I made it, right? If it were a tangible being, I would lethally lacerate my laziness, without pause. I have cause, so I protrude my claws. Cooking for my Self this evening. Hope I don’t flaw too horrendously. Will check in later, kind reader. Be well.