I counted up all the Emily Dickinson poem that start with “I.” Then I forgot the number. But it was big about 50 or 60. I wish I hadn’t forgotten.
Someone forwarded me this email, ominously titled “Time:”
At five minutes and six seconds after 4 AM on the 8th of July this year, the time and date will be 04:05:06 07/08/09. This will never happen again.
Never? What about 2109?
In other news:
Hemphill and I go for a school visit followed by our radio interview tomorrow. Then we have a week to prepare for the World Premiere, followed by the blog tour. As they say on American Idol: “This is Our Now!” Or something like that…
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