Can you say “Heartbleed”? After the last week of trying to fix all our software for “the bug,” I longed for my old Smith-Corona typewriter. Or maybe just for the Corona and the beach.
This morning I felt Grant Heslov’s pain? joy? thrill? in Dante’s Peak over coffee time!
Or maybe you can relate to “The Java Jive” (an establishment of the same name is only ten minutes from my house). Meet the K Sisters. Take it away ladies.
So here’s to national poetry month and that wonderful bean that will help get us through the rest of this week.
Until next week.
P.S. The forward slashes at the end of this post seem to be ghosts. I cannot delete them. They do not exist in on my “Edit Post” page—text or visual. So whatever they represent, I hope they represent something like weekend. Or well. Or happy. Or caffeine.
You pick. 🙂