I am not bailing on Art Week. Not me, mang. But I must emerge from Denial Town to announce that its official commencement has to be postponed again. I am experiencing more events, circumstances, and — I’m serious — hooplas — than I had anticipated when I announced the original postponement. Did I say Saturday? Factor in the high probability that there will be outcomes, consequences, and aftermaths, all of which will require heedfulness at the very least, if not full-on activity, and we’re looking at Monday or even Wednesday before I’ll be able to maneuver a grateful keister back into the lime green recliner.
It’ll at least be sometime before August. Of 2011.
Meanwhile, enjoy one of the 2010 Eastern phoebe chicks from the Spinster HQ Motor Pool nest. They were flappin wings all day today, and packing bindles, and one of’em was singing “babe I gotta ramble”; they’ll be hitting the trail tomorrow, I guess.
UPDATE, 7AM: Only two out of four phoebes left. So it looks like I’ll be dealing with Empty Nest Syndrome on top of everything else!