09-10-11

Where are the nuts, forecasting some cosmic meaning to how the numbers we use to write the date are sort of consecutive. I am going to make up some Mayan calendar stuff.

Achy Breaky Heart

There is a fiesta today at the little rancho nearby. Lots of vaqueros rode in on horses, and my dogs loudly celebrate the horses and riders as they clip-clop past the house. Right now, the Spanish music version of Achy Breaky Heart is wafting over from the party.