I Got Nothin'
I have very little on my mind today. Of course, that's because my mind is very small, and can't hold more than a few thoughts at a time.
It could also be because it's an absolutely beautiful day, and all I want to do is run around on a hill in a lavendar pantsuit like that Alavert commercial. Even Woody is hanging out.
I did have a small fit of industry yesterday, and instituted a new Alert System just to the left there. It's just my way of supporting something or other. I hope you find it helpful.
I'd also like to share a few things that turned up in my mailbox over the weekend. First, there's this delightful cover version of Highway to Hell, sent to me by "Shaman", who certainly knows what a girl wants. I can't figure out what language it's in. I think it's German, but the accordion keeps me far enough away from the speakers to really make the call.
Next there's this amazing discovery by Roger, found while perusing the record bin at his local Am Vet Thrift store. He calls your attention to track number two, which seems to suggest that I was illin' when illin' wasn't cool.
Finally, there's a brisk little email from Michael, which simply says "sp." in the subject line. The email itself contains only this link, so apparently I mispelled the word in an earlier post. Thanks, Michael, and here's a link just for you.
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