Better Late Than Never

That's actually a pointless statement and completely relative to what one is talking about. In this case, it's about my blogs. Last week I missed my blog entirely (I don't mean that I missed it as in, "It went away for Spring Break and I missed it."; I mean it as in, "I seem to be incapable of remembering to blog on my assigned day.") and I have no excuses, just pointing it out.
Anyway, we are all working harder than ever to make our way towards what we consider success and I can definitely feel the difference in the energy. I think that, like all of us, I realize more and more what I take for granted. It's nice to feel myself coming more into alignment with the "me" that can handle moving to the next level.
I'm going to write a poem now...

"Tuesday Tammy"

Tuesday Tammy never blogged
... on Tuesday.
Instead, she had a lunch and tea with her homegirl, Jack Daniels.
She woke up early...
kissed every knick-knack in her paddywack...
and ate jars and jars of pickled such and such.
The noon sun almost seemed to hiss at her in July,
and so she welcomed August with a roar,
"I'm Tuesday Tammy and I'm fucking drunk! Come and get me August!"
Her mail was always late... but she never knew.
She was just too drunk.
Eventually the tree she lived in was uprooted
and moved to the other side of the river.
She searched for it for three days.
Finally, by the third day she had sobered up.
She looked down.
"I haven't any trousers on." she said quietly...
"And... oh shit! I forgot to blog again on Tuesday!"
And with that,
Tuesday Tammy had learned her lesson...
and the sun never went down again.


Thanks everyone! I live this technological age we're in.

-Director