Sheet. I almost didn't even see this thread. I logged in, said something about Krumhansl, and left for eBay. Only came back because I had a moment. Nice cake, Father Luke. Send me a slice by PM. Thanks everyone. You're the best.
Amazing. 2 people at work said happy birthjday, and I've been there, at the same job, for 26 years. Who said the Internet isn't real life? I know where my friends are: swimming in electrons. Yes, I do want some of that ice cream to go with the cake. The coffee is brewing. Seconds are encouraged. Too full for beer tonight.
That's a frightening thought: comparing where I am in life to where Bukowski (a person who admitted he had no ambition) was at the same age. Best not go down that path. I chose a different road ... four kids, steady job, credit card debt, etc. At 70 I may be too busy hussling eBay to make the food and gas money to write anything. Or, my "Stew" will consist of 12 tiny poems in a mini-chapbook. But what the hell.
Thanks for saying that. And then there are all the words on those pages no one has seen because I haven't had the time to type them up and send them out. Five or six novels, a bunch of poems and stories, some of it possibly worth reading. Maybe after I retire, if I'm not preoccupied with sheer survival, I'll get some of that stuff out.