Anesthesia... I managed to catch a cold while ferrying our daughter home from Bard College. Nevertheless, I shall plow forth in stalwart fashion through the snow (alas, it is snowing on the flowers) and have dinner and a fine chat with The Anesthesia Book Club of Cooperstown and Fly Creek and Parts Ajacent! Millions of good jokes possible there, mostly about putting to sleep... Their book for this month is The Throne of Psyche, my poetry collection.
Cooperstonians: Despite what you may have heard, my reading for A Death at the White Camellia Orphanage at The Green Toad Bookstore in Oneonta is on the 12th: Thursday, 7 p.m.
Read or download chapter one at Scribd.
Saturday, March 31, 2012
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Alas, I must once again remind large numbers of Chinese salesmen and other worldwide peddlers that if they fall into the Gulf of Spam, they will be eaten by roaming Balrogs. The rest of you, lovers of grace, poetry, and horses (nod to Yeats--you do not have to be fond of horses), feel free to leave fascinating missives and curious arguments.
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Any club with the name of 'Anesthesia' must bring up questions and jokes! Hope your cold and the snow clear quickly and you are feeling bright tonight.
ReplyDeleteMe, too! I'm full of meds and going to rebound for an hour and try to drive out the bad guys... Maybe a little nap if I can fit it in somewhere.
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