a rainy, dreary and sneezy Friday

I am having many thinky thoughts, and absolutely no ability to put them together in a coherent fashion. Moo.

This rhinovirus can move the hell on, any day now. Bored bored bored bored.

On the plus side, I now have new glasses, and i got in cuddle-time with the Muppet-puppy last night (and got to see my folks), and once this cold does move through my sinuses, I will be revved up to write my fingers off, and I will have TIME to do that in...

at least until the 31st, when the Great Road Trip #4 takes off for the wilds of Toronto!

And then it will be November, and I won't even have time to breathe. I guess it's good I'm being forced to rest, now.

Danny Lieberman

Farewell, my friend. No more pain, no more exhaustion. May the roads you ride be interesting, and the wind always at your back.

Some day, we'll have that beer together at the end of the road, and all this will be a laugh and a memory.

#fuckcancer

We are watching Return of the King tonight. As I sit here dealing with the news, we've come to the scene where Pippin sings for the Steward of Gondor.

"Home is behind, the world ahead
And there are many paths to tread
Through shadow, to the edge of night
Until the stars are all alight

Mist and shadow
Cloud and shade
Alll shall Fade
All shall fade."


I'm...just going to let the moment stand.