we had quite a scare with nicholas last friday. without going in to too terrible details, so far he's in great health, the phone call we received from his daycare scared anna and me shitless. the news was like the blow from a frying pan across the bridge of the nose. so our weekend became a bit of a vigil, not at a hospital or anything of that sort, but to monitor our boy and see if he be okay. thus far, he's one happy little clam. i do not mean to be vague about his condition, only that i feel a bit strange writing about it publicly. so i won't get into any details, at least for the moment. i only wish to record a bit of our reactions. suffice it to say, things quickly got back to normal, tho we are still on vigil.

bad shit happens all the time. and health is the greatest gift we'll ever know. i never understood the worry of a parent until i became one. then suddenly the world is transformed into a myriad of dangers, stress and worry. and pleasures and the most profoundest senses of completion and joy. not to get terribly rhapsodic, or paranoid, about it, tho.

the world is everything that is the case. or something of the sort. we had to miss out on taking nicholas to see his granddad jump out of a perfectly good airplane, he's a skydiver and there was a festival called a 'boogie' held at the davis airport, on saturday cuz the temp. was 100+ f. and way too hot for nothing but burrowing indoors with the air conditioner running at full blast. when the temp. gets that high, and the sun is like a blow-torch, the air feels like the inside of an oven cooking a thanksgiving turkey. outside you fucking cook!

so then, working on the finishing touches of my interview, and am now up to sonnet #7 of my ed wood series. and when i said earlier that i'm gonna self-publish my super8 film loop poems, i mean i'm gonna do it with a lot of help from a poet i deeply love and admire, and whom i'll identify if he's ok about me yakking about him.

and thanks kt for the link to the bad film website. i know that website, and if i'm not too embarrassed, and really i'm not, perhaps soon i'll post some of my favorite movie websites. actually, i'm curious what non-poetry websites y'all frequently visit. or would that be too embarrasing, eh?