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Hi, friends. Rob Diener here. Very tired. Went to Chicago on Friday for a wedding. It was nice. Midwesterners are people, too (almost). Here's a poem.

Chicago

Hog eater of the world
Sandwich maker, stacker of meat
Baker of pizzas and the Nation's Napkin Dispenser
Beefy, husky, flatulent
City of the Big Fatsos

They tell me you are stocky and I believe them, for I have seen your painted women underneath the gas lamps
eating kielbasa

Okay, enough of that (the poem is over). The wedding was nice. Always good to see people and then to meet other people. But a huge and costly hassle nonetheless. I'd tell you more about it, but the trip was pretty much adventure-free, which is fine. All that matters is that it was a good time. Enough about that.

Content-wise, this site's been bad lately. I blame the heat, as well as other things. I've not been writing, really. I've got 4 and a half new songs (well, 3 new ones and one and a half re-recordings, but I don't know if it's in anyone's interest that I put them up here.

Ah, this was hardly worth the effort. Bye for now.