Thursday, December 28, 2006
This is a man's world
Rest in Peace, mister James brown. I'm still not sure how I feel about that song. it wouldn't be nothing without a woman or a girl. well, i think you should've lived longer. I don't understand about all this pneumonia stuff. I haven't posted in a long time so it feels kind of unnatural. Sittin here, half-watching Letterman, feeling sick to my stomach from eating hot dogs and chocolate chip cookies. well. we'll just make this a short one, okay? " I see Laura startin to grimace a bit...he's gettin awfully windy" George W. Bush
Friday, August 06, 2004
Vacation in West Palmdale
Okay, call me one grateful woman. I have nothing to do but hang out with my husband, dog, and friends, for 3 weeks. Well, I do have a few appointments but nothing like WORK. My house is lovely, my neighbors are quiet, and so are their pets. If I hadn't seen that Michael Moore movie last night and that Six Feet Under 2 weeks ago, and if I didn't have a pathalogical need to check my email, and if I didn't have a serious media addiction, I would feel pretty good about life right now.
Bruce Springsteen is going out on tour to the swing states. I haven't registered to vote yet. Does my vote matter? does anybody hear me? the older I get, the less my opinion matters. so why bother? why bother to use capital letters? why bother to record any stream of consciousness musings in a blog? I really like to type. I really like to write. so why not? I'm on vacation. I can do what i want. I can use capital letters sometimes...and other times i can choose not to use them. i can even misspell stuff if i want. but i won't, not intentionally. It's a little after noon. the neighborhood is quiet except for a lawnmower moaning down the street. it promises to be another hot windy day. I'm reading "Angels and Demons" by Dan Brown and I'm more than halfway done. It's pretty good, not as good as the DaVinci Code, but I'm not sure why. It's pretty much the same plot. It's Friday. Date night. What to wear? who to impress?
okay, I know all this is a little weak. But maybe when life is good, your blog is boring. What do you think?
Bruce Springsteen is going out on tour to the swing states. I haven't registered to vote yet. Does my vote matter? does anybody hear me? the older I get, the less my opinion matters. so why bother? why bother to use capital letters? why bother to record any stream of consciousness musings in a blog? I really like to type. I really like to write. so why not? I'm on vacation. I can do what i want. I can use capital letters sometimes...and other times i can choose not to use them. i can even misspell stuff if i want. but i won't, not intentionally. It's a little after noon. the neighborhood is quiet except for a lawnmower moaning down the street. it promises to be another hot windy day. I'm reading "Angels and Demons" by Dan Brown and I'm more than halfway done. It's pretty good, not as good as the DaVinci Code, but I'm not sure why. It's pretty much the same plot. It's Friday. Date night. What to wear? who to impress?
okay, I know all this is a little weak. But maybe when life is good, your blog is boring. What do you think?
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