funny looking kid

It's been a fairly quiet Labor Day weekend so far. Some things to catch you up on:

1. It's official. We've given the landlord our 30 days' notice. We plan on moving out
at the end of September, which means lots of stuff to go through, throw out, donate to
Goodwill or pack up and get ready to put on the moving truck. And so it begins...
I was in the garage the other day going through some boxes and thinking "Where the
heck did I ever get all this stuff, and how the heck did I manage to move it halfway
across the country the last time I did this?"

2. Someone on one of my mailing lists that said that she had run out of things
to read -- that she had read every book she owned. I was thinking at the time that
that could never happen to me. My pile of books to read has grown in the time I've
been here in town -- mainly in the earlier years, as I was too busy with work stuff
to make any serious dents in it.

Anyway, if I know you and you're looking for any books in particular to read, let me
know. I may lend you my copy as long as you promise to return it (if I haven't yet
read it, or if I want to keep a copy of it for some reason.)

3. It's cooler out than I thought it would be, particularly for 5:00pm. This tends to
be the beginning of the hottest part of the day here in town, but it's not so bad. I
guess having the tree behind me to provide shade here on the deck helps some.
Watching the ducks and the boats out on Lake Austin. I took pictures, but the
camera is a cheapo low-tech thing that I got at Walgreen's on my Bay Area trip
in April. It's so low-tech it's not funny. I may add pictures here later.

By the way, I'm at Mozart's as I write this. 802.11b is cool :-)

And, of course, the lyrics for the day:

Hard Candy - Counting Crows
(Duritz / Duritz - Vickrey - Gillingham)

On certain Sundays in November
When the weather bothers me
I empty drawers of other summers
Where my shadows used to be
And she is standing by the water
As her smile begins to curl
In this or any other summer
She is something all together different
Never just an ordinary girl

And in the evenings on Long Island
When the colors start to fade
She wears a silly yellow hat
That someone gave her when she stayed
I didn't think that she returned it
We left New York in a whirl
Time expands and then contracts
When you are spinning in the grip of someone
Who is not an ordinary girl

And when you sleep you find your mother in the night
But she stays just out of sight
So there isn't any sweetness in the dreaming
And when you wake the morning covers you with light
And it makes you feel alright
But it's just the same hard candy you're
remembering again

You send your lover off to China
And you wait for her to call
You put your girl up on a pedestal
Then you wait for her to fall
I put my summers back in a letter
And I hide it from the world
All the regrets you can't forget
Are somehow pressed upon a picture
In the face of such an ordinary girl

And when you sleep you find your mother in the night
But she fades just out of sight
So there isn't any sweetness in the dreaming
And when you wake the morning showers
you with light
And it makes you feel alright
But it's just the same hard candy
You're remembering again

~ o ~

flk.