The ides of August? Hot weather here in Portland town. No rain for long enough that the rust on us natives is eroding. I've been brooding about blogs...a new way to connect writing with a larger audience. Hmmm. Time to stop brooding and act. Mars approaches. What does it mean? Nothing externally and yet so much in the mind. OK. Enough. For now.
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