The weather today was neither hot nor cold. It was seasonal. I went at lunch to Murphy City Park. I heard a Carolina Chickadee sing, and I followed it as it flitted from tree to tree.
I'm enjoying the Claire North novel I am reading. I listened to the "radio" function on last.fm tonight, which played for me Sparks' "This Town Ain't Big Enough for Both of Us". I like songs that I loved at 14 and still love at 55. I still can sing all the words, and I have a mean falsetto. I read a Twitter profile I liked recently by someone who said she could not stand people who like pop music ironically. I am of the converse school, and love pop music unabashedly but entirely ironically.
I hope it warms up a bit tomorrow.
