Oh Praise Jesus!

Chris just got back. He was in Colorado all week and the week before he was in Seattle. The only time I was able to get work done was after midnight when Gideon finally falls asleep. So I was staying up until 4 or 5 a.m. No wonder I'm having so many near death experiences.

The Carrboro Poetry Festival was akin to French kissing Jesus. Can I say that? Yes, I think I can.

Ken Rumble links to everyone's CPF thoughts, except mine. Not like I'm bitter or anything.

I kind of like that Craft Corner Deathmatch.