Discuss.

I enjoyed the Atomic reading last night immensely. It was a great crowd, plentiful for a Sunday evening, and most of the laughs generated by my poems were in all the right places.

Once again, "The Jethro Tull Story" brought the house down. The formula remained intact from the time I read it at Ozzie's: I read the title, great laughter; I read the first two lines of the poem, increasing gales of laughter; I read the final line, uproarious pandemonium.

Why I can't get this poem published is baffling. Perhaps it will only work as a spoken word piece.

Nice to know, though, that people really do have a clue as to who/what Jethro Tull was/is.

Ka-ching: sold three chapbooks!