Dagnabbit
I just saw that blue heron that used to land on the next-door's dock before the new next-doorers bought the place. It was headed there -- but veered off and landed on the rotting pilings nearby (leftover from a long-gone railway line, I understand). Then it took off -- someone was nearby at the next-door's, who then took a canoe out to inspect the empty spot (presumably).

I'm watching Y Tu Mama Tambien on the comp. in spurts, and playing "Sing Sing Sing" in between spurts as I get into these repetitive-listening grooves. Last time was two years ago and I spent weeks playing "Anarchy in the UK" a billion times a day. I used to have to massage my brain cells into the proper shape by listening to opera before I went to work at A$'s. I repeated I Lombardi so many billions of times I can pull it out of my brain whole.