Cheers to Kevin (and Ralphie), RT, David, Al and Valerie C. Brown 

for the surprise birthday bash, 

for my first myocardial infarction, 

and for being super frikkin' stellar peeps always 

-- I so very love y'all -- xoxo

I take it back.

I may just be dead and walking the earth in one, long week that never ends. It's felt like that the last few weeks.  Hmm.  More thoughts on that later after I sleep, which is like, what, in 3 days from now I think.  I'll check my calendar.  And why can't I stop thinking about Paris...?

"Not dead yet" again

I know, how frustrating. I've got a thousand excuses, but I'm changing the sparkplugs, wheeling in the crash cart, climbing from the foxhole, shaking the dust from my sandals, pulling the weeds, fixing a hole where the rain gets in, busting out windshields with baseball bats, and throwing out bags of junk.  

I'm working onnit.  No.  Really. 

"It's...allllliiiiive!" ~ Dr. Frankenstein, Thomas Dolby and labmonkie