A little semi-quote to start and we're off. It really has been slow for days on end now. I guess it's back to expecting nothing. Mr Tyler has forgotten to pay us and it's been three weeks so the inner debate begins as to whether to just leave $900 worth of books in a box that could easily be sold or wait possibly three more months, a calculation derived from his last visit. His studio is closed with no reply to the message I left on an answering service. Speaking of studio that's the book that's missing, something by Kaluta and Wrightson and Windsor-Smith and Jones. Frustrating. "I sort of remember that one," L says as I give a proverbial pull to my hair.
But what I really wanted to mention was the appearance of Guy Bennett and Linda Lay coming in June. I'll be announcing more as we approach the date. Poets both and good ones too. It'll be our first poetry presentation. I'll have to work on my announcing skills.
