May Day

My brother died 12 years ago today. I'll never forget the phone ringing at 12:30 that morning. It was my mother. She struggled to tell me. I knew.

I've been so busy, and in the throes of infatuation, that I don't have the time or inclination to mope.

Major cluster fuck with computers and stupid new cell phone.

D is fed and happy, so I'm gonna head to bed soon. Damn, it's just 6:00. Another tornado siren, black sky, major wind and rain. Better go pick up my ferns. I hope to hell I can buy some heavy pots tomorrow.

Lots more to tell, but I'm in no mood.

All for now...