hello, friends,
i've felt the need lately to blog a bit more, perhaps because i am wanting to continue to connect with all of you who come by and visit (and whose number is over 1500!), and perhaps because the weather is turning cooler and i'm thinking of hibernation once again.
as mentioned, there have been some clouds around lately, but as sister sue pointed out in a pointed voicemail today, "you have a great job that you adore, you have family and friends who love you and you don't live in the gulf region. now, come out of that rabbit hole and call me back, dammit."
sometimes, a rabbit hole is a good thing. sometimes there are cakes and snacks and juice.
the rabbit hole to which she was referring is not that.
d.p. introduced me to the term and it is just appropriate. sometimes you just want to get lost in a world of your own, under the busy earth and away from even those you most like.
the message was, as stated, rather direct and somewhat stern (there's a reason why young people in montoursville march in line whenever she looks their way), but totally right.
i do have many many good things and for all of it (and you), i am grateful. thanks so much for being around.
now before this gets too sentimental, i'm going to switch gears.
remember this guy?
come on, you know...
it's been quite a long time since anyone has heard from big brother tommy, said to be hiding out in mary and ted's guest house in LA. this is where my mind goes: LA? guest house? lovely cheekbones? somewhat jaded?
good god, my big brother tommy has turned from remarkable playwright to kato kaelin.
if you've seen or heard from him, please ask him to check in with his peeps in philly.
no one has yet to turn in their extra credit essay from yesterday. remember, if you fail to answer, the terrorists will have won.
be good to each other.
gotohellifyouhatefreedom,
volansky