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Before First Friday...

ME:

Not all mornings are equal.

Hardly slept last night. Should’ve just gotten up and written something, anything.

So today I got-up-for-good very late. And then I burnt myself on the side of my thumb when I went to relight the pilot on the stove… which explains the odor of gas last night when I came home... Well, at least the windows were open. The morning was cold.

Anyhoo, all days are not equal!

I’m at Bernice’s and there is new art-work on the walls: guitars made from recycled materials. Today is First Friday and friends are exhibiting downtown; although… why they aren’t mentioned in the Independent is beyond me. I’m sure there are reasons, but to go to all that work and not advertise seems silly. But another exhibit I know of isn’t in that paper either… Totally frustrating. First Friday is huge in this town.

So, I’ve eaten my hot-crossed-bun and I’m on my second cup of coffee.

The town is ‘dead’ as the students aren’t back and the weekend will be even deader. Yes, I know that many folks will be involved with Easter. I’m not. So, I guess I should enjoy the quiet? Go for a walk?

Nah... went to First Friday... next blog entry...

40 degrees on a chilly Montana night.

Now, goodnight!

Peace, Kåre Enga Too-Many-Blogs

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