Today’s 365 “Western Skies”

Above the sunken sun the clouds are fired
With a dark splendor: the enchanted hour
Works momentary miracles in the sky;
Weird shadows take from fancy what they lack
For semblance, and I see a boundless plain,
A mist of sun and sheaves in boundless air,
Gigantic shapes of reapers moving slow
In some new harvest: so I can but dream
Of my great Land, that takes its morning star
Out of the dusky evening of the east,
My Land, that lifted into vision gleams
Misty and vast, a boundless plain afar
(Like yonder fading fantasy of cloud),
With shadowy reapers moving, vague and slow,
In some wide harvest of the days to be,—
A mist of sun and sheaves in boundless air!

“A Mirage of the West” by John James Piatt (1835–1917)

Roger Clyne & my broken jeep

Ok so last night I went to see Roger Clyne and The Peacemakers over at the House of Blues at the Mandalay Bay. I love this band – they are truly my favorite and they put on such a great show. Such fun. Brett had never seen them before so I lugged him a long . We had a blast. If you have ever been to a RCPM show, it requires a lot of audience participation. Lots of singing – loud – and a lot of laughs. We fully enjoyed ourselves. The show was PACKED with people from Phoenix, AZ and I would have PAID Roger not to say ‘What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas” – but he did. What are you gonna do?

Anyway – so great night right? 2 and a 1/2 hour show. We are happy – we are tired…

We go out to the parking garage to go home. It is close to midnight. and hey guess what? It is also 100 degrees with about 40% humidity. Completely ugh weather. We are ready to get the fu@k outtta there and go home and MY CAR WONT START! Brett opens the hood and discovers one of my battery cables is corroded through. Snapped in half and no longer making a connection. It must have been just holding on for dear life the past few days and then it just gave in. So crappty crap. We were stranded. We had to take a cab home – $25 bucks. Brett is going back over there today with his step-father and fix it and get it home. But $hit what a horrible way to end a marvelous night.