Digital watches. And soon I will have understanding of videocassette recorders and car telephones. And when I have understanding of them, I shall have understanding of computers. And when I have understanding of computers, I shall be the Supreme Being! God isn't interested in technology. He knows nothing of the potential of the microchip or the silicon revolution. Look how he spends his time: forty-three species of parrots! Nipples for men!
-Evil Genius, Time Bandits

Good morning starshine, the earth says hello! Okay, so it doesn't say hello. It kinda groans a bit when you drive over it, that's about it. (This ramble brought to you by not enough sleep and my own ludicrous mind...) Mick, can I just say it--tea! God, I need tea! You know what I'm talkin' about. Aside from y'all just showing up for brunch, I figure that's about all I can hope for.
Brent, thanks bunches for the phone call. Life is good, if boring, and I get on just fine. No fireworks, amazing stories about hottie guys or a community so full of love for one's fellow man that they change the very face of the planet, but you know, we got Sentinel, nice neighbours (who are getting a new cat) and oh, did I mention the drunken candidate for Emperor sleeping on my couch? *LOL I slept in my own bed for the first time since last November last night. My back hurts *L*
Brunch at the Copper Kettle was good. Not a Patty free zone, but that wasn't horrible. What was horrible was the wasps--they are everywhere this year!!! No grasshoppers to speak of, tho.
I don't know what happened last night, some crazy shit between Kathleen, Jaimie, Gerrard and Mitchell, with Thane and Chad thrown into the mix. As I told Gerrard--get over it, you and I are too old for gossip. And just 19 days til Coronation!