WhimsyLand

What a day it's been!  I hadn't checked yesterday, and my mailbox was so stuffed that the contents had actually spilled onto the sidewalk.  I opened envelope after envelope of acceptances including Colorado Review, Ploughshares, Paris Review, Georgia Review, Southern Review, jubilat, Fence, and The Atlantic Review.  Howard Junker sent me a letter soliciting work for ZYZZYVA , even though I don't live on the West Coast.  Brenda Hillman wrote to ask me to teach for a week at the Squaw Valley Writers Community.  Another letter informed me that Ruth Lilly's will included a bequeathal of $500,000, to me and the other nine finalists of the Poetry Foundation's Emily Dickinson Award.  In the next envelope was a note from Jorie Graham, with the news that she and other other MacArthur judges had deemed me a "genius" in poetry, and that's another half-million.  Looks like my worries about the shortfall in my 401(k) is a thing of the past.  I immediately called Northwest Airlines and had Junie's flight upgraded to first class, and picked her up in my new Porsche Cayenne.  Junie walked out from airport security looking like a million bucks, even more gorgeous than usual, prompting the airport police to give us an escort to the borders of DIA.  When we got home, there was a message from the IRS apologizing for the little misunderstanding of last week, and informing me that after doing a serious check on my last 7 years of returns, I had overpaid taxes by almost $35,000.  Derek called to say that Bono had called and asked him to fill for The Edge for a couple of shows, as he was feeling poorly.  Kyle dropped by means of hot air balloon, a new hobby made affordable by his recent promotion to VP of Internet Development at Dish Networks.  Rimbaud came home, saw Emily, and immediately scratched out a short piece of free verse in the litter box.  So now it's 6 PM and I can't imagine anything else exciting happening.  Junie and I will make dinner and watch the sun set.  Tomorrow, things will probably settle down.  You only get one day a year like this.