Quick Updates:

1) Dad’s in ICU. Stable but little improvement on his quality of life.

2) No cause of death determined for Sara. No definite plans set for services.

3) I’ve gotten dozens of search engine referrals from people searching for various contexts that include the word “cyrana.” Yes, it’s a song of mine. Yes, I spelled it differently from the poem it’s written around. Yes, these people are all spelling it wrong. I want to know, though, after 4 years on the web, why all of a sudden the poem’s popularity seems to have be resurrected. It’s weird… just weird.

In fact, if you’re here after searching the web for “cyrana”, please leave a comment as to what prompted you to search for Ernest Dowson’s old poem entitled “Cynara.”

I’d like to know. Or, are you really searching for my song because someone started playing it on a college radio station somewhere? Help! Tell me, puh-lease!!!

4) If you’re in Florida, you shouldn’t be reading this. Get the hell out. Now, dummy.

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp–oh wait! Unless you’re in Florida and you searched “Cyrana” because if that is the case, please comment first and then get the hell out. Thanks.