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AddThis. Please?

Regular readers of this blog have noticed that I am hard up for some loving. I'm aware of this because a few regular readers have actually mentioned it to me. (Hi, mom!) I mean, shit, casual readers only have to scan the first few posts on this page to realize that "it's been a long time for me."

Here I am cooing over Lights. And there I go dreaming of Linda Sharrock. And look at me drooling on Lydia Lunch. And watch as I make out with my new LP. And if you need me, you'll find me tearing through the next issue of Penthouse. And so on.

So, yeah, it's been a long time…

Here Comes the Rain Again

Ain't No Sunshine

Baby, The Rain Must Fall

Blame It On The You-Know-What

Blue Eyes Crying (In the Rain, duh)

(Just Plain Old) Crying (In The Rain)

Don't Let The Rain Come Down

Famous Blue Raincoat

Falling on My Head like a New Emotion

Hi. I turn my back on my computer screen to look through my office window and see that it is once again pouring rain. This is the 567th consecutive day of rain in New York City. What the hell is going on? Is this some sort of end-of-the-world business?

It is June 18th, and it's been over a year since we last saw the sun. I suppose the trees are enjoying this. Or are they? Maybe even the trees are tired of the rain. There comes a point when you can eat and drink no more, when you are full, when even the sight of a tall pint of golden ale turns the stomach. Maybe it is the…