I'm glad that most of you take the blog in the spirit in which it is intended.
If you don't get the tongue in cheek nature of this blog I'm so hardly sorry.
I'm off to move things and things...but will be back tomorrow for more hijinks and illogical behavior.

My mind is working this like a Rubix cube.
I know some of y'all get the joke.

Everyday I Write The Book, the Moon, and the stars.
He's a big ole liar. He said he'd sing me Everyday I Write The Book--and he didn't.Which is just as well, because it probably would mean I would never listen to it again. I'm listening to it right now. And it is such a sweet little tune that I would hate to have lost it. I really must give "him" some kind of hip Mr. 'Big'ish tag so's not to cause confusion when I discuss the Astrophysicist. I knew one intimately.

Full moons are a treat. One of the only reasons to live near an ocean is to see a moon's path in the water . Makes one want to rattle off at least a dozen poorly worded sonnets. Which I might right now if I hadn't already impressed you with my ability to not just beat but roundly thrash a dead horse.

Ooh here's something tres cheesy--when Prince did the soundtrack for the first Batman film, there was a song called "The Arms of Orion" on it. That song introduced me to constellations. Completely hilarious if you heard it. Well, I was only 12 (I think). There are only a few I really know and my favorite is still Orion. Probably because it's one big friggin constellation. Very hard to miss. He's out tonight.

More driving...more Macarena...more Coca-Cola...tomorrow.

John Edwards has won South Carolina--South Carolinian Democrats have what is called 'sense'. His speechifyin' was fantastic. But John Kerry. What is the attraction there? Anyone?
And yes I *do* have links to the 'Bush didn't show up for duty' stories making rounds. Maybe I'll post them sometime.

Bono cures all ills. Right now he is curing my staying awake problem. Who is Hawkmoon? Has Hawkmoon expressed reciprocal sentiment, or is Bono *pining*?

BOOBS!
American sensitivities strike again.
That outfit was all wrong from the beginning. It said, in leather, "how best can I best cover up AND highlight my cleavage?" Was it that cold in Texas? What with the leggings and the sleeves...what a terrible tragedy that someone so wealthy could not afford better fashion sense. But she could afford a nipple guard. That's nice.
All we'll hear about tomorrow is Janet Jackson's breast. It happened less than half an hour ago--I've already seen a video online and multiple pictures as if people can't just go to the movies and catch a glance of boob. A breast! Big news! Yay America! Yay American media!
I personally have two of them I see all the time. They're not that exciting.

Bacon pt.3
I'm not packing...in case you were curious. Unfortunate, as I really do have to move and am supposed to be gone already. We made cake and honey butter. Then we fenced and did karate. I'm working on the book now--maybe at the end of Feb. or March I'll start a separate blog for book feedback. I won't show it to people I know--but don't mind feedback from strangers! This is also the principle that guided my short lived acting career. I'm much less self-conscious around large groups of strangers. Lady Grey tea is calling me. Aye, avast.