I have a headache.
I’ve had a headache to varying degrees for three days. this is regardless of it being memorial day weekend.
bright sun now in late afternoon casting long shadows of birds across neatly trimmed lawns.
I resist the urge to glance skyward at low flying helicopters.
the beautiful muse, my wife, is the grill master during this long three days. I only confirm the degradation of gas lines and she uses charcoal lighter fluid.
according to one weather source it hit 95 today.
remember the fallen. be reverent. strike up the band. we dance for others.
be lunatic love luck lost in sacred reveille.
the platitudes of willful resemblance 