Roy Orbison, Iggy Pop, The Bangles and Darius Rucker each have a song with that title. I don’t especially relate to anything of them just now. Even so:
There’s a busy schedule and a weary feeling, same as everyone else.
I taught a class. So that was fun. We talked about the best spring break experiences. Someone went to Disney. Someone went to Disney. Someone got snowed on in the grand canyon. I spoke with someone who dislocated a shoulder. And someone else who had shoulder surgery.
The best spring break stories are usually a degree or two better than the surgical ones, if you ask me.
Caught up on a bunch of reading. So now my stack is merely overwhelming, I suppose.
That’s a big enough word for me, thanks.
Just so it’d be done I spent a few minutes cleaning up the photo galleries. February and March were hastily dashed off and will now pass for up-to-date.
And now on to more pressing things. More when I got something.
