Oops! A side of quester then!! Good company, either way.

;-)

Today was the third day in a row that my drive home was backed up for over 5 miles because of an accident.

That's the same number of times traffic's been that bad in the last 9 months, if not longer.

I think our "heat" is going to people's heads.

ION, I just cooked and ate the first of my CSA corn.

I probably shouldn't eat all 4 ears tonight, should I?

My brother got this crazy idea somewhere that he wants a bench to be made of his bones (including skull) in a park or somewhere, with a vaguely pompous plaque that then invites you to sit your ass down on him.

My mother has recently made me aware of her (very) specific wishes. It involves cremation and a party boat with an open bar and a guest list. (A guest list!)

I told her I was drawing the line at playing "Bat Out of Hell" on the boat as I felt that that would send the wrong message.

I told her I was drawing the line at playing "Bat Out of Hell" on the boat as I felt that that would send the wrong message.

And that message would be...?

Donate what's possible, cremate what's left. I'd like to be scattered in the mountains, but whatever works for whomever is left to deal with such. Just no display--unless my survivors feel deeply about it--and no taking up space afterwards.

And that message would be...?

That I think of my mother as a spawn of hell.

I want to donate to the Body Farm. It will make me happy to rot for crimefighting.

That I think of my mother as a spawn of hell.

I'm confused, is that song one that she suggested or did it just occur to you that it would be a bad idea?

I told her I was drawing the line at playing "Bat Out of Hell" on the boat as I felt that that would send the wrong message.

Spoilsport.

V. weird walk tonight. In good things - Darb approach me when I was crouching down for the first time ever. I was picking up her poop, so not really the ideal time for dog kisses. @@

Then we turn a corner on to a main street and - whoa. People. Tons and tons of people, all walking the same direction. She was kind of freaking. So was I, a little. This isn't Michigan ave. Hundreds of people, all walking the same direction. It was like 9/11. I don't mean that in an exaggeraty way - I lived on 16th street then and so everyone leaving the WH was walking up the street. Just masses of people all going the same direction.

[Obviously the mood and vibe were 100% different, there was clearly something going on but nothing wrong. Apparently Pitchfork was just ending). Still. Weirded me out.

Then we got home and the kids from next door were all over Darb which was freaking her out even more. But I calmed her down and made her stay a bit and talked to the kids about how she gets a little scared if you go too fast ("cuz we're crowding her!" one of the little girls said).