"...I really don't want a new one. I want an old, difficult rose. A rose with a complicated history that makes mysterious and incomprehensible demands upon me. A rose that always lets me know that I'm not worthy of it. A rose that reminds me who's boss...."
Amy, this definition of our beloved old roses just cracks me up. Maybe a few of us really are fascinated by the unpredictable..the exotic history...the more than meets the eye.... Of course there is always something to be said about well behaved consistency...and people don't always want their relationships and gardens to meet the same standards....but....well...a rose you can swoon over....that is a different matter altogether.
Checked out Ann Arbor's WUOM. It looks like they have No music at all. Doesn't sound like Humboldt to me. We do need new ideas and people always and if there is the will, space will open up I'm sure.
In Print This Week:
Sep 11, 2014
vol XXV issue 37
The North Coast Journal Weekly
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