So, just some meandering, wandering
thoughts tonight.
Just came up with a great phrase: Your
skin is just the switchboard the world uses to tell you what's going
on.
Had two good conversations online last
night (one personal, one professional). Hoping they both continue.
Interesting people out there.
Been doing lots and lots of writing
lately. This blog, Beat
by Beat Serials (new post for Singers due tonight), a project at
work, planning an audition of sorts. Feels good.
Speaking of feeling good, thanks to
Leanne, Todd and Dad for taking me along on the beach trip last week.
I feel much better than I had been for a long time. Relaxation at
the beach with family (plus naps) seems to be quite the revitalizer.
Who'd a thunk?
And now, Pinky
and the Brain are doing a time travel episode. If they repeat
the speech about paradoxes that show up in WAY too many such stories,
I will travel to wherever Steven
Spielberg currently lives and glue strands of uncooked spaghetti
to his security fence until they collapse under the weight.
But enough of trivialities such as
Steven Spielberg and his spaghettification.
I'd really rather discuss the exact nature and shape of Orson
Welles' jowls, paying special attention to their radical change
from The
Third Man until his appearance in The
Muppet Movie. Any takers?
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