i watched these birds, this mass of birds, fly around in a circle.

around and around and around.

i wonder what they're thinking when they start that up.

earlier i was leaving when someone was coming in, but they had their hands full. a basket and a banjo case filled with, i assume, a banjo.

oh how perfect she is. a woman who knows how to banjo.

you think im kidding? im not. its always been a dream of mine to learn to play the banjo.

i want to be able to sit on a porch one day and strum a tune.

but that's neither here nor there.

i offered to help her, she accepted, so i carried her banjo for her.

and as soon as i took her banjo case she started talking.

made me smile.

began a story a few days back.

scrapped it today. the main idea is still in me, im just now approaching it in a different way.

i dont say damn tooting near enough.

and i dont salute things near enough.

you know, just like.... "laptop, i salute you!"

friday i was told he was with his sister and i got excited, for a bit, i thought she meant abbe was with her brother, in the city, not the brother with abbe in that city.

i need to invent something so i can name it the towburnie.

no, not the towburnie, the towburnenie.

"my to do list:

eat ham and cheese.

listen to bologna complain.

tell bologna i already had enough for my little sandwich."

winkwinknudgenudge.

if you like pina coladas, gettin caught in the rain. if you're not into yoga, if you have half a brain.

yeah, you heard me, escape (the pina colada song).

i told someone i was an island.

they said no im not.

so i said yeah im more like a fjord.

they agreed to that.

im not sure how to take that.

and now i depart.