Michael's Texas Embrace

I'm going to Tennessee. I will see some of you when I am there. Others I will not see, because they are in other place. In the meantime, you may sulk and grumble about the Moog in my place. Just once a day think something like, "I wish the Attack was responding," or, "If only the oscillators would magically get in tune."

If that's not your cup of tea, as I suspect it is not, then you should go to this neat website I found, and learn obscure words. It's called The Phrontistery. If you go there you can find out what a phrontistery is, what a foppotee is, and what the word sevidical means. You may find yourself squealing with glee and experiencing a sensation similar to flight. These are good things to happen, and I want good things to happen to you. That is why I am telling you about this. I am looking out for your good-being.

I have been thinking about baking a hummingbird cake and will do so sometime when I get back. If you are in Texas I may give you some cake. Wouldn't that be nice? I think so.

For now, farewell for a week. I will post exciting picture coupled with enthralling captions when I return, offering a pictorial tale of camping, boating, watermelon, and lightning bugs.