Something new....

Greetings from the Hill.

A chilly day in paradise, cats inside,
classics from Havana, food warming...
Tony watching Olympics,
Alger printing souvenir notes,
the oldman starting again.

'Fucking cold," raves the madone,
not comfortable on a new stage.

Circumventing the technical malaise
of the omniscient WherewithAll
for another blog is neat, cool,
farfuckingout, an option...
in the choiceless society.

Another old friend has died,
thirty five years ago when
sharing that first joint
at the Midget Bar.

Fried Fish gone as well.

"Hey, oldman..wear a helmet."



Blue skies and beautiful
with a chilly breeze
in the florida keys.