Still Down Here

I haven't been posting lately because I have been in the poetry-starved southern California. If there were more poetic events here, people might be more interesting. Southern California is filled with beautiful people who are entirely uninteresting. I see pretty people all the time down here who act and speak as if they have no brain.

Speaking of no brain, have you gotten the smear emails about Obama? I've been getting them lately. They turn my stomach. Anonymously written emails telling lies about people are sickening. More sickening, perhaps, are the people who read them and fail to look up that stuff on Snopes or Fact Check and just blindly believe such garbage. People should have learned by now to believe nothing any anonymous email says. Pills won't make your penis larger, you have not won the UK lottery, and there are no Nigerian businessmen who want to give you their money.

I saw "The Merry Wives of Windsor" a couple nights ago, and I will see "As You Like It" tomorrow. Last night, my friends called me on speaker to wish me a happy 4th. Every time I leave the bay, I feel like a chump for doing so.