The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel.I always thought that this image was very evocative. It has occurred to me, however, that these days it just means that the sky was blue.
technology alters literature
I decided to go out and do some guitar playing on the street tonight. This is mainly because Chris and I are playing at Nick-a-Nees on Thursday for…
Maybe I will go out and hang up posters another day. For now: netflix (The Wicker Man) and knitting.