On Bivouac

Don't have a lot of time to blog, so here's a shortie. My place reeks, the food is rotten in the fridge, the rugs are ruined, but it's all fixable and most everything is salvagable. Not so for some neighbors, the elderly and poor who live downhill. The sewer backed up and all they owned is gone. That's gonna be a big effort and they won't be able to go home for a while.

I'll be back there next week; until then I'm at a friend's with an assortment of great and funny people and making the best time of it I can. Once again, the shit hits the fan and I come up smelling of roses. I live a charmed life.

So I'll be off here for several days and back when I can. Meanwhile, enjoy all you have and all you are.