trifles we do (and don’t) care about

April 29, 2006 – 12:31 am

if cigaragay hadn’t already written a tribute to himself, i might be so inclined. this evening: the blueberry spice-dance, a bowlful of brebbia mix no. 50 and some mighty fine belle and sebastien streaming through the surround speakers — beatific.

of course, there would be a chopper clattering over head. what are you doing out at this hour? mapping suburbia? spreading allergens? dogging washed-up actor persons in town to parlay middling celebrity wattage for even more middling redneck adulation? arg.

but there is always a hair in the biscuit, no? well, then. on to things you care about…