Domo takes a table at the Black Angus.

Hey, what’s going on over at the bar?

Let’s check out the bar. Domo looks forward to trying the seasonal beers.

So many choices!

Hey, check out the lovely ladies at the end of the bar!

They love Domo!

They like to party. They’re a bad influence!

Domo visits the men’s room.

He thinks he might just get lucky tonight, so he looks into precautions.

OK, he’s set.

He’s got Evening Magic!

He’s running wild! He’s had too much to drink. Slow down, Domo!

He’s flagged!

Lucky for him, Lynn comes along in the nick of time to take him home.

“There is no other form of writing that feels so good as a lyric poem as it gushes forth in a steady flow. If that metaphor rubs you the wrong way; if you would at once insist that poetry is Hard Work and not a luxury product for intellectual sybarites; if poetry suggests to you rather the possibility of sheer music—then nature did not intend you for a poet.” - Tom Disch, “The Castle of Indolence”

One of the great advantages of a blog is that it can be accessed from anywhere in the world. Paul recently added a little map on the right of the screen for E-Verse Radio. The little red dots indicate someone reading or watching us. The results from our first 24-hour cycle show that it is more international than I believed. The hot spots from the first day are London, Chicago, and New York City, but let’s watch it over the coming weeks to find out where E-Versers live worldwide.

Snodgrass