This week in notapoet land is bound to be better than last week.
Last week it was all I could do to get up and move around a little. My annual summer cold, you know -- the one I thought I‘d finally avoided -- hit with a vengeance just in time to be classified as a summer cold. And that was only the worst of last week. Say, what? Well, if you’re a devoted notapoet... Sign in to see full entry.