BRB

Well, not right back. I am on vacation, until further notice, for more hot fun in the summertime. Wanna watch my slide show when I get back? I'll make popcorn!

Uhhhhhh

When you get a bad cold, do you ever just sit there and think about what the inside of your head looks like, with all the nasal passages full of yellow and white shiny, sticky phlegm and snot? It's all packed in there and squishing around and when you sneeze, it all contracts and then shoots every which way into all the nooks and crannies. You don't? Really??? Huh. The past days and weeks, I have been running here and there to lunches, Trolley Hops, judging Bulldogs in the Bluegrass scavenger hunts, plays, dinners, Bats games, cookouts, King's Island, Uncorked, the cabin in the woods, the comedy club, Pinkie outings, Belterra, pool parties, and various dates and allnighters and what have you (and of course lots of productive work). If you're not from the ville, you don't know what some of those things are and I'm sorry, but I'm too sick to explain it. Maybe later. I think all the running around has worn down my system so I could catch this monster summer cold. But next week is vacation time again. This time, we're going west and UP. Can you guess where? Doh, this post is pointless. Blame it on the phlegm.

On friendship

The worst solitude is to be destitute of sincere friendship.

AND

Sometimes the measure of friendship isn't your ability to not harm but your capacity to forgive the things done to you and ask forgiveness for your own mistakes.

AND

Friendship with oneself is all important, because without it one cannot be friends with anyone else in the world.

AND

'Tis the privilege of friendship to talk nonsense, and have her nonsense respected.

Hungry?

That moment

Berry sweet, the constant words on your skillful tongue

Passion so fierce, so knowing, for one so young

Thoughts, scary black and lovely white

Whispered face to face all through the night

My body worshipped, curves caressed

Every second so shivery-hot, but could I forsake the rest?

Of one who takes out my trash unasked, I dreamed

But when you put that new bag in the can, babe, I creamed