Scientific predictions point to April 21 as potentially the most dangerous time for Illinois. Scientists, politicians, armchair theorists—all making this up as they go. And given the spotty leadership in the U.S., the feeling is that we're all on our own. My favorite part of this bad situation is the creative output it's set in motion. Too many to mention, but they keep coming. Photos, paintings, songs, videos, poems, musings. In my little world there is an isolation and solitary life that I often long for. A chance to make stuff up, from a long list of "things I'd like to do had I the time." I have the time.
I don't really blog. Or at least I haven't. Maybe I'll just put some stuff here that I wouldn't mind sharing. Like Tommy Emmanuel.