Listening to: A Bowie mix I made
Guess I'd better get back on board with this, this continued reporting of my banal life, holy surfin' Christ I don't know why anybody reads this but here I am, still pounding it out without cat pics or glib political commentary or posting cheese shots of college girls. If you're here - sheesh. It's just me.
It's been the best of times and the woist of times (to one up Ben Domenech), things I've been dying to say and so much I can't say, for reasons I'll reveal at a later time. Until then, I'll reveal this:
The girls have watched "The Clash of the Titans" (thanks to the gnerosity of Mamacita) and determined they'll see Perseus and Cassipoea and Andromeda and Pegusus up in the stars.
My plans for the summer is to give them that - and much more (as I told you, you have to wait).