i arrived home tonight totally exhausted. took the Dawg out for his walk. said, WTF! at the lightning flash directly overhead whilst walking the Dawg.
thunder & lightning, in February! very weird. the light was creepy too, everything seemed stuck in a high illumination, but everything was the wrong colour. snow was creme coloured, the sky was a strange yellowish gray.
i hauled the dog inside when the rain/sleet started to come down harder, and the lightning intensified. i didn't feel like standing under light poles or trees in that freak weather.
checked the mail, and did the dance of happy. you know, the one snoopy always did in the cartoon? i finally received my copy of The Harpweaver
in which more of my poetry was published. ah, getting published in the literary zine from the university i sweated english language & lit out in. wonderful. to celebrate, i had a two hour nap, followed by pizza & peanut butter. [not together, just in sequence]
so, finally this edition, which is for 2004, was yanked out of the abyss of 'printer problems.' that's great, however, the art direction for it is lacking and i am a literary zine snob. times new roman font throughout? come on. printing my poems on page 44, then 46? oh dear. at least my name is spelled right.