I've been M.I.A. on this blog (I almost wrote D.O.A., which at least metaphorically speaking would not have been incorrect) for a while now. Lots of reasons, no excuses (I mean, I haven't even done the lazy thing and posted a link to my weekly column). It's a strange time to be me, with one transitional status after another washing over the family. Suffice to say, I apologize and pledge to do better.
And speaking of my column (and lazy posts), here's my latest one:
Skeeters get meteor watchers to buzz off.
But we've begun overcoming the inertia recently.
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| Donna Williams, left, and Debra Simmons |
We visited the "Clothing Optional" artists reception at CityArts Cooperative Saturday evening:
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| Martin Trejo, left, and Nathan Simmons |
Then we drove over to Rosemary Beach to enjoy my son's band (The Offer) performing an acoustic set at Amavida.
Friday, we took a couple of hours to look at rental properties (we're trying to sell our house), and Saturday we spent a few more hours combing various neighborhoods looking for rental signs. I don't even remember Sunday. I need a nap.
Anyway, I'm back, and for the 19 of you who care, I'm returning to a more regularly-scheduled program.
Peace.
