Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere

The world seems awfully quiet today...well if you aren't Dick Cheney. He had a big boom in his ears.

The blogosphere seems to be unnaturally quiet as if celebrating a day of silence for some secret observance no one cared share with me.

My daughter is not sharing your silent meditation however. Nope. She's running through the house enjoying the echo of the new floors and half-empty rooms. For her there's no stress, no bills, no cynicism. Her laughter and excitement is free of the jaded sides of her parental units.

It seems a perfect night to sit and wash my soul down by the river with a helping of Neil Young (maybe that's what you all are doing?)