mettle music muse

While the kitty litter waits, the list is growing for to do to dum, dum, dum the heart beat. The sun threatens to flood the room with the brightness we have been waiting for. I stopped to try to drop Bush's brain into his skull, an on line game a friend sent. How about my own brain... if I can just get all coordinated...

The controversy about the St. Paul's drug house, I have know since it first started will eventually result in the wet, oh how wet can you go, facility being shunted down into my neighbourhood. Immigrants founded this area and now it is "starter and finish them off" homes for the working, lower class to live. Either too old, too uneducated, too confused, or just too damn busy trying to survive to speak out and stop incursions. It is inevitable that high rises will stack up against the Knox Mountain and the lake shore. The occasional rich.... those who live in Kelowna only occasionally will inhabit physically but not emotionally. Meanwhile on my street, we all care for our lawns and our families, talk over the fences and hope for a future.

But the sun.... it threatens to burn away even dark thoughts today.