Burning Trees and Buzzing Bees

Obviously, the promises of the former post will be ignored for the sake of discontinuity throughout this blog. Incongruity is next to spontaneity, and spontaneity is next to fresh, and that is what this blog is: fresh.
I am not wholly beguiled by Keren Ann; I have deemed her "too poppy and radio-friendly"; however, she is not the abomination some make her to be. Anywhoers, Dean and Britta are playing with KA (the affectionate initials) and D & B are a solid duo: certainly not a concert that will garner five "K's" (according to the Kowalski rating scale) but nonetheless has the potential for some auditory pleasure.
My camera does not receive nearly enough use: my first Facebook album in months features a mere seven photos -- but seven is a very biblical number so things could be worse.

My life needs structure.
Without structure I flounder around like a lost duck.
An indolent imposture is for the uninspired.