My muse is out to lunch. Or maybe on vacation. There's always the sabbatical idea, which I like, cause maybe then she'll come back re-charged and energized and ready to inspire to new and great heights. Whatever the reason, I hope she hurries her little self back. Because I've got nothing these days, friends and neighbors. Nothing. Like gas stations. Like answers by the politicians to our mounting problems. Nothing.
Course, I could post my thoughts on the economic crisis. But that's boring. All we hear all day long is a bunch of partisan ideas and complaints and solutions. Blah, blah, blah. Could it be that this great empire is falling. I mean, we all took history. We all learned about the great ones falling. They all did. Is it our time? Scary thoughts, huh kids?
Could talk about college football. UNC is looking good. Butch has us pointed in the right direction. Give the man another year and I think we'll be on the national stage. And that'll be pretty damn nice. We can cheer for the Heels from September until April. Because we all know damn well that Roy is just getting warmed up. The talent he's bringing in and the program he's running are just going to get better and better. And Coach Fucking K is declining with each passing year. Pretty soon those god damn Cameron Crazies won't have nearly as much to scream about.
Could talk about the changing of the seasons and how much I love Autumn. October being my most favorite of all the months. I'd love for December to regain some of its luster, but that'd take a small miracle. So I'll just keep loving October. The smell of the leaves and the occasional fire from someone's chimney. That evil, "something wicked this way comes" feeling that you can almost feel in the air for the week around Halloween. Man, what a great month!
Anywho, hope she comes back soon. Cause that's just the broad strokes. We're really needing to sink the ole teeth into something meaty. Something tangible. Something big. But maybe, hopefully, wherever she is, she's having a big old time. God speed, my muse...........................
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