greetings, interweb. i have decided to keep a record of my experiences as i run amok this summer. maybe this journal will continue on. maybe i'll stop after two entries. it's an experiment. we'll see where it goes.
i am staying with my grandparents in akron, ohio for the time being. today i went with my mother and brother to the rock and roll hall of fame in cleveland. i'd been there once before, when fleetwood mac was the big inductee of the year. this year had black sabbath and the sex pistols. the latter sent a positively charming hand-written letter declining acceptance, and that was all they showed of the sex pistols in their video presentation of the inductees.
there were a lot of neat artifacts, a large-ish exhibit on jimi hendrix, a too-large exhibit on bob dylan, and listening stations of rock music that don't go a month past 1992 (because nothing has happened in rock music since then). the food there is overpriced and microwave heated, but somehow it wasn't that bad.
i'm now back at my grandparent's watching the black and white stray cat that has taken to their back yard. they don't mind, in fact, the number of rodents living in the yard has been drastically reduce. grandma has christened her 'gipsy'. gipsy currently lives somwhere behind the greenhouse, but grandpa is trying to get her to make home on the deck. she is unbelievably skittish, although undeniably social. she will walk right up to the back sliding doors and watch us eat dinner, but if we open the door, she back up. if we step outside, she runs away. it's really amusing. more on gipsy later, if nothing interesting happens.