how apropos

so, more babies coming, and from where? faces turn white, and they're tracing their last five months of steps. entertainment almost lost on a little creature; head flailing. and joy.

yester-day i was really just so bored i couldn't even blog. all day: staring and watching, getting paid to atrophy my brain and my positive mental syndrome. to-day, a whole new one!


the only production of yesterday here:

radio murmurs
baby bird opens his eyes
rambling of juntas