...sigh. Totally felt like I might do some productive writing today, but no, you just get useless blather. I am just so tired! We trecked to and through Phila for three days, had one day down, and then went to the St. Lawrence yesterday. Today has been a rainy, dreary, sluggish day of recovery. Rather than attempt any witticism, you get song lyrics instead. It's a good one, from Mandy Moore. Yeah, I know, you might put her in the "Britney" catagory, but don't. Listen to either of her more current albums and you might be pleasently surprised. You know, as I post, I am finding it funny that I would be thinking, today, about a song that speaks of a certain type of "weekend." Undeniably, we are getting closer and closer to that time of year when work begins again, and weekends matter. In summer it is like Tuesday is Saturday most days. I am getting ready to welcome the value of a weekend, but summer, I surely will be missing you.

It's a take-out weekend
It's a fake-out smile and pretend
If nobody sees you cry
You can say it was raining outside

[CHORUS]
And all that you want
Is a few days down
All that you need
A little time to drown
It's to be expected
With all the weight you carry 'round
All that you want is
A Few Days Down

It's a short vacation
To a foreign nation
Oh, nothing familiar here
Just you and your lonesome heart complaining

[CHORUS]

I'm looking out
Ten stories high
And like a blanket lifted
The quiet night
The city finally waking up
To the morning light

[CHORUS]