Hi, y’all. How was your Thanksgiving?

We got home from our yearly friendly debauch in CT today. Our holiday consists of two dinners seventy miles apart, followed by consumption of large quantities of alcohol (one of the few times I do drink more than sparingly — and it involved Cabernet, single-malt Scotch, and my latest indulgence, good older tawny ports — by the way, any recommendations would be excellent) and crashing in a 300 year old restored farmhouse. Fun. I didn’t think about the computer at all, read some Rumi, played with a handsome Labrador Retriever pup, and generally enjoyed myself.

I overindulged a wee bit on the carbohydrate side of things (surprise), so my stomach has been a bit upset and it’s also clearly affecting the way my various meds work — so I’m being strict about the diet for a bit to get back on track.

Just posted the column at Gotpoetry — perhaps influenced by my mood, a melancholy meditation on the place of blank books in my life, and on what they represent to me. Love to hear your thoughts.

Only three columns left…wow. One on God and me and the poems, and then two to wrap it up.

I don’t know what I’ll do with myself.

thought this was interesting…