Nothing interesting to report. Nothing new. No big adventures. Not even a little one.

Watching the birds. Through yesterday's featured window.

Free as the bird. It must be nice, to be able to go wherever you please. With no obstacles or complications. Flying. The dream of humanity and flightless bird alike. I don't like planes. I don't like trains. I don't like cars. I don't like busses. Big metal machines going very fast. Too many people in too little space at too high velocity. I wish I could just grow a pair of angel wings. A chemical reaction.

That reminds me of Kashmir's new music video. Rocket Brothers. Surely none of you have seen. Surely few of you will. Well, you could on their site. But that's not likely either. Anyway, it's another cartoon. I'm not fond of cartoon videos these days, there are too many of them. But this one is interesting, slightly disturbing and somewhat beautiful in places. I like it. I like the song too. Rocket brothers crack and burst. Those little scientist dudes are scary.

One day we will all be sitting together on a cloud, flapping our little wings in the wind. Find some forgiveness. And rest. I can see why Heaven is so seductive.

I just put on my pumpkins '98 playlist. It's been too long since I listened to the pumpkins. I get obsessed about acquiring new live shows and forget to just sit back and listen to the band that is still most important. Mmmm Adore.

And that's it, I'm going now. Flap flap.

np: pumpkins - to sheila (980519)