not with a bang

"Between the conception and the creation, between the emotion and the response, falls the Shadow"

Decent poem by T.S. Elliot, since what I've written to her seems to get lost in the ether.

None of my emails (well one was a novel to be honest) was received. Or if it was, I have no idea. She said no, and I believe her.

Seems that all email has been blocked from me to her at work, well except for dumb jokes I tend to find from time to time. Some of them were pretty good emails too, but it figures that always the important ones never show up.

Ah well.

Guess snail mail will be quicker. And since it doesn't matter if I send them or not, maybe it'll be reading material for the lazy warm nights.

Supposed to be nice this weekend too. Just going to get my back tire for my motorcycle so I decided to post, going to need the bike this weekend big time for downtown. They still allow bikes to wiggle through the sidestreets, and it's cheaper than a cab. And more fun.

Someone told me they saw bats, and from how hot it was last night in the city I believe it. I know my cat is going nuts with gecko hunting.

Lots of quotes I can put here, but... well, nevermind. As you can see I pretty much moved all of the posts to a different blog. They aren't gone, just moved.

Shit happens.