Friday, July 3, 2015

WHINE WITH NOTES OF ESCAPISM, PROGRESSIVE ROCK, AND BEAVER LAKE

I can only contrive to have something interesting to blog about this morning, as life has had a grinding quality better suited to milling buckwheat flour for the war effort than to making artful observations about much of anything.  

I am doing the right things: walking the dogs, reading good books, going to movies, listening to good music, and smoking ribs on the Weber.  Still, this ape man daydreams of Shangri-La and strumming a parlour guitar between naps.  I will settle for our 4-day weekend at Beaver Lake in Arkansas, coming up in three weeks.


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