According to my wee stats thingy, someone in Fargo, N.D., checks this blog pretty regularly. Every time I see that IP address, I wonder if I know that person. That person should leave a comment.
Are you feeling a sort of general burnout as of late? Or is that just me? I am mentally worn down. Last night, I was so tired that I fell into a giggling, babbling exhaustion. You can hear me starting to come unglued on this Welsh-language audio post (I'm eating ice cream throughout the post).
I need to come up with a paragraph or two bio to go with some stuff I've written and I've hit a wall in trying to think of creative ways to describe myself. Any ideas?
I will be performing this experiment this weekend.
Boston's sidewalks of death.
Huh? Who would steal a two-legged cat?
Good name for a band: Jamaican Stick Fight