I’m in a kind of deep funk today. By funk, I don’t mean jammin’ to the likes of P-funk, Funkadelic kind of funk; which is righteous. No, I’m talking about a Blues kind of funk. Don’t know why. Can’t but my finger on it. I must admit, the speech by our President today didn’t help. War is coming. War is coming. Finally the hawks can celebrate cause, well, war is coming. And I’m depressed.

A couple of good things did happen the past few hours. One, I was able, through much difficulty, to get a Guestbook loaded onto our server. I hope ya’ll take the time to visit.

Two, it is supposed to snow tonight. If it snows enough, there will be no work tomorrow. No work means a three day weekend. One can hope.

That’s it for now. I’ll probably feel better tomorrow. Right now I am listening to Deja Vu by Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young.

Now, I gotta say, and there are probably many of you who will disagree, this is one of the finest albums ever recorded. Neil Young has the perfect singing voice. The only one who comes close is Elvis Costello.