I'm rereading this really long, hilarious and wonderfully in character Sarkney fic today. Besides that, and playing with my hobo Aldous Hexley (yes, name shamelessly stolen from John Hodgeman's list) I have done nothing else. It is the extent of this here day's activities. Long live laziness (and alliteration, as always ( Read more... )

Okay, so I'm totally not done with David Bowie yet (haven't inhaled - yes, inhaled - all his albums yet), but all signs post to it being Joni Mitchell's turn for a bit. Which is not very nice of Ms Mitchell, because Bob Dylan has been waiting his turn very paitently. Guess I just needed a female voice. And what a voice. *puts on 'A Case Of You' for ( Read more... )