Off the Mark

I’m sitting down by the highway
Down by that highway side
Everybody’s going somewhere
Riding just as fast as they can ride
Well I guess they’ve got a lot to do
Before they can rest assured
Their lives are justified
Pray to God for me babe
He can let me slide

Well I’ve been up and down this highway
Far as my eyes can see
No matter how fast I run
I can never seem to get away from me
No matter where I am
I can’t help thinking I’m just a day away
From where I want to be

Jackson Browne - "Your Bright Baby Blues" from The Pretender © 1976

What a dreary and rainy day.  I guess it’s our little Midwest bit of Rita remnants for the next day or so.  Still hopin’ to see a note from Jane, Ranger and David soon.

I guess I should be happy ’bout it for today anyway as it is helping keep me somewhat focused on my Collection Development homework that’s due tomorrow.  I’ve been making pretty good progress since finishing the newspaper and then breakfast this morning.

Called Mom earlier to chat for a while.  She had a knee replaced on Monday and is now in a rehab place.  Luckily, it is near my sister and her family so they can visit.  She keeps asking me how I’m doing and I usually give a barely circumspect answer.  Sometimes I feel bad because she’s about the only person I have to actually complain to, and it isn’t like she doesn’t have enough of her own troubles.

I also scared up some snipppets from previous posts to put something together to send to Travis Ennis, per Joy, on why as a MLIS student I blog.  I’ll flesh it out over the next couple of days, after tomorrow’s homework is due.

I did make a submission, which consists of a sort of three-way conversation, for this week’s Carnival too.

I also finished the Adventures of Huckleberry Finn today during one of my breaks from homework.  I enjoyed it and I think the last two sentences are a good metaphor for my relationship to my society:

But I reckon I got to light out for the Territory ahead of the rest, because Aunt Sally she’s going to adopt me and sivilize me and I can’t stand it. I been there before.