party pooper, not i

the most uncharacteristic new year's eve ever. youngest is going out to get some...dancing and such....mmmhmmm....the other is already down for the count and I am minding the store. I am psyched not to watch some people get blitzed, though. wine is a good familiar creature if it be well used, but some don't get this. why is new year's eve an excuse to start the year at your absolute worst?

RV Dreams

New decade. O brave new world! new places to go and new people to share the genius words with. I want to get in my RV and set out on an epic Shakespeare journey. but there are things to decide. where to go? how do I get away from all this? how do I rationalize.....aw shit it's all getting too esoteric. let it be.
champ, she calls me. it's my first time and the pressure is intense. in short, I want to find an extended community of peeps who dig willie the poet, the bard, whatever you want to call him.