( random humours Metropolis )

Poet du jour = Billy Collins. Love!

Poetry II, electric boogaloo: Tesla, baby. W00t! Am fascinated by Tesla. Don't know if it's the madness, the electricity, the shared ethnicity, or what. But the guy was singular, and I like singular people, so, by extension, I like poetry about singular people. Also, David Bowie plays him in The Prestige. What a hoot.

Still not a lot of flowers, but the Hillary and Obama signage has sprung up overnight, like Queen Anne's lace. It's going to be an interesting spring in Metropolis, weatherwise and otherwise, that's for certain.

Have to get in gear for my 7.5; a bientot.

That is vaguely moodily all.