Bleh

I meant to write more this week. I honestly did. In fact I actually had things to say.

Now I don’t. But I am listening to a really good Guided By Voices song. So I think that makes up for it, doesn’t it? Robert Pollard actually sounds sober. Most of the week I’ve been listening to Joe Henry for some reason. Probably because a) I like him; b) my brother bought his latest album and c) I’ve been discussing his finer points with a friend. We both agree that his finer points do not include his hair. I’m considering listening to Spiv later. Because, as he says, everybody is a rock star tonight. But I might listen to Britta Phillips and Dean Wareham. Right now it’s up in the air. And I can see that you’re riveted. But, what if I told you that Britta Phillips, who was in Luna was actually (drum roll) the voice of Jem?

Or maybe I’ll listen to every cover version of “How Deep is Your Love?” that I own. You’d be frightened if I told you the actual number. So I won’t.

This weekend we have things to do. Which is exciting. We’ll do these things with aplomb. Mainly because, I’d like to add, I don’t do enough things with aplomb.

Why I think I’ll type with aplomb. And I’ll do laundry with aplomb. I’ll type up this table of contents with aplomb! When I turn it over everyone will see how it was written with aplomb and decide to frame it, rather than just publish it!

Oh. And I accepted a project that will give me front cover credit. There will be a product in people’s hands that say “Gary O’Brien” under the title. Groovy.

So have a good weekend. Never mind the mess here.

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