i’ve had a couple of people ring me today & say things like ‘are you the one organising a poet to visit town? can we get him to come to our school and do something with the kids?’

it’s really kinda nice. there i was thinking, well, the schools aren’t interested in actual living writers, & it turns out a couple are.

i’m sure there were other things, quaint thoughts & imaginings, during the day, but i forget those things so easily.  i play quite a few scrabble moves online each day. i think that’s where the thoughts are lost. the upside is though, that i am the best scrabble player on earth. all of you readers out there in blogland, you know this to be true.

the dog doesn’t get enough attention. he lives out the back, huddled under a blanket. i should be kinder to him.