I'm wired.
Many thanks to aeschere84 for the invite. Now I have to make full use of this entertainment for the next few days. Between this and my Infinite Profile's demand for new poetry and prose and secret passages ... and my oil painting of Hadrian's Wall and turning The 16 short story collection into a play and all the crazy Samurai Man (of www.samuraiman.com) fan art that I promised and reading Humphry Clinker and The Italian, the odds are against anything actually getting accomplished. That's because you have to figure in the time spent socializing with the home town friends ...
Anyway, I spent most of today doing chores and considering what I might do next and finally watching Hercules (my sister's new video) with my family over a dish of rocky road ice cream (with whipped cream and chocolate syrup). I think whoever posed the meat vs. chocolate question needed to have a great honey chicken and corn-on-the-cob meal followed up by some indulgent chocolate ice cream to know the truth... both are essential to living a fulfilling lifestyle...
So, anyway, I'm off to dance under the moon and kick some oil-based butt... that is if I could ever manage to convince myself that oil painting is like kicking any kind of butt. Or maybe I'll just play Trivial Pursuit because I love making an ass of myself.
Oh, and before I go, if anyone missed my away message:
http://www.miami.com/mld/miamiherald/living/columnists/dave_barry/
Why the heck is Dave Barry listed the Miami Herald as a "living columnist"? Does that mean that the other columnists are dead??
That would explain the lack of humor...
Anyway, I spent most of today doing chores and considering what I might do next and finally watching Hercules (my sister's new video) with my family over a dish of rocky road ice cream (with whipped cream and chocolate syrup). I think whoever posed the meat vs. chocolate question needed to have a great honey chicken and corn-on-the-cob meal followed up by some indulgent chocolate ice cream to know the truth... both are essential to living a fulfilling lifestyle...
So, anyway, I'm off to dance under the moon and kick some oil-based butt... that is if I could ever manage to convince myself that oil painting is like kicking any kind of butt. Or maybe I'll just play Trivial Pursuit because I love making an ass of myself.
Oh, and before I go, if anyone missed my away message:
http://www.miami.com/mld/miamiherald/living/columnists/dave_barry/
Why the heck is Dave Barry listed the Miami Herald as a "living columnist"? Does that mean that the other columnists are dead??
That would explain the lack of humor...