Reading: catching up on the New Yorker
Music: Bad Relgiion
TV/Movie: Man of the Century
Link o' the Day: PunkNews.org

I slept in today--taking a glorious hour and not rising until 6am. And because Pretty Maggie has some variance in her schedule today, I was able to get in a little grocery grabbing this morning and not rush. And here I am writing this a bit later in the morning that I usually do, sipping coffee, and pleased with the amount of work I got done yesterday. Oh, hang on...phone is ringing...

Yeah...that was the devil. Sez that the tea break's over, and to get back on my head.

[rimshot]



I don't know why I'm thinking of that line. It's from an old joke (look it up) but was also similar to the title of a great album by a kind of blues-jazz-rock band from the 70s called IF. (The actual name of the album was Tea Break's Over, Back On Your Heads.) This and another great IF album, Not Just Another Bunch of Pretty Faces, were liberated from my dad's old record collection. I used to get some neat stuff out of that collection. I kind of regret that I abandoned my vinyl many years ago, but it was heavy, and took up a lot of space. And a lot of this is avilable on CD or other current media.

Don't ask about the albums that were potentially valuable that got destroyed. You don't want to know.

But as for the sentiment of the tea break being over, and getting back on one's head--I've had an easy start to the morning. And now it's back to work. Lots of work. But I fully expect to have another uber-productive day.

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Here's an idea for you--Guard Swans.



I'm talking those big-ass birds, the kind that could feed a nation. Imagine. You're a burglar. You've discoverd that there is no dog in that house at the end of the cul-de-sac. You jimmy open a window and start poring through the owner's collection of souvenir spoons and suddenly you hear...

HONK!!! HONK, HONK!!!

You jump and turn and find yourself face to face with an angry swan, wings spread out and feathers ruffled. Darting it's hideously orange bill at you. Pecking, pecking, pecking, pecking...

And it won't stop--HONK!!! HONK, HONK!!!"

Hell, the homeowner doesn't even have to be home. The neighbors will call the cops just to stop you from screaming--and to shut the damn bird up.

HONK, HONK!!!

And you, you burglar you, turn to religion.

That'll teach you.

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Enjoy!