At long last, your Bloguero’s Muse returned from her long vacation, all tanned, relaxed, full of stories of exotic places, and most important, offering encouragement for completion your Bloguero’s novel. As far as the novel goes, it’s much easier to deal with the Muse than with her partner in creativity, the Crone. If the Muse is air; the Crone, fire. Suffice it to say that the novel moves steadily toward completion, at all times gingerly keeping a step or two ahead of the flames. The Muse was sweet. And poignant. “How were things while I was away?” she asked. I lied. I said they were ok, fine, going well, moving right along. “Now, now, now” she replied in a whisper, shaking hear head. “I’ve read what you’ve been writing. Let’s try to be accurate with each other, shall we?” At least she didn’t suck her teeth. Or call me a prevaricator. This is a conversation that I don’t ever want to have with her fierce partner.
Thursday was a huge milestone, The One Thousandth Post On The Dream Antilles. Your Bloguero is astonished to have reached this point. He can hear some people muttering, “Well, so that’s what you’ve been doing with your time instead of….” The long string of objects after that “instead of” is the catalog of things that evidently were less important to your Bloguero than sitting at the keyboard. Your Bloguero is not proud of the list. Only time will tell whether these choices made any real sense. The cliché has not yet been written about whether people on their death beds say they wished they spent more time writing for their blogs.
Step Right Up And Meet The Mets notes that the Mets are simply awful and are losing at a rate guaranteed to make them lose more than 100 games this season. It’s just April, but based on what your Bloguero has seen so far, their season is over. They are toast. Why is this important? Because the Mets are a distraction your Bloguero enjoys. And this year, to be blunt, because they stink they are not adequately distracting him.
Your Bloguero celebrated and noted in passing 420 Day. The War on Drugs, so named by Richard M. Nixon, has been raging for more than forty years. As wars go, it is among the most expensive, stupid and unproductive. Your Bloguero joins with Peter Tosh and Bob Marley to say, “Legalize it!” And he encourages you to make a donation to NORML. Four decades of stupidity is quite enough. Your donations might turn the tide.
Your bloguero notes that this Digest was a weekly feature of the Port Writers Alliance. It appears for reasons that your Bloguero is extremely hardpressed to describe, that the PWA is no longer. It has disappeared. Regardless, your Bloguero presses on. He usually posts this Digest on Saturday morning early. He hopes that because of the holiday weekend, you will forgive his putting it up a trifle early. Your bloguero will be back next week, hopefully on Saturday morning early.