A strange day, but I am okay. I did not journal as usual in the early a.m.. Maybe this threw me off. Then I met w/the Obama Regional Coordinator (Western NC) in our home. Then I found out my next political column will be published in the Asheville paper late this week. Some more examples of lack of response--from a possible group home employer, from an Asheville singer-songwriter about possible collaboration, and from an Open Salon editor.

Still, I feel good about the poetry I am writing lately. I have made some changes in the way I write it.

I was unable to share my music w/an OS writer due to a glitch. Her computer would not accept the wav file I am using. We will work on this. And Audacity will not export to an mp3 file, for some reason. I wish i were more computer savvy.

My left hand is shaking a little and this worries me, that it may be the beginning of Parkinson's, but I know there are other possibilities. I am seeing the doc next week.

I don't have much else to say but will read others' contributions.