I didn't really feel like posting today, but I've made an obligation to myself to write a little something every day I have time. I've always wanted to be a writer, but I've not the discipline that keeps a writer in practice. Maybe that will change if I force it. I am dreadfully lacking in the oft-revered Protestant Work Ethic. This is primarily because I find work so disagreeable. It's not that I'm caught up in a frantic pursuit of pleasure, or that I'm scared of work. Simply I find wo...

It is a beautiful day. I am having my weekly communion. I am not a religious person, but I know how to commune with things greater than myself. My communion is Exile on Main Street . When I was growing up here in western Illinois there were, like today, not many choices when it came to listening to the radio. The market remains much the same as it was: dominated with 'new' country stations. The occasional modern pop station, two oldies rotations, and the rest. My tastes gravitat...