#141

I'm losing steam on this whole blog thing. Being me, I'm turning it into something existential. But being me, at the root of all my deep questions, I don't really care that much and probably I should just eat a full meal and go to bed an hour earlier.

While I'm off rummaging through my true consciousness, here's the week in brief:

- the rediscovery of my purple tinted sunglasses in the deep recesses of the closet. I thought I'd lost them. Everything is appropriately gray-toned once more.

- Nazi skin lampshades. I am not telling this story here. All you need to know is that the appearance of these almost drove me to an act of murder in a small modular classroom overflowing with people.

- House fires and bodies found in house fires. The missing of which will never be lived down and I'm buying a scanner and I will go to bed with it each night and the volume will be on loud and I will never miss such an event EVER AGAIN. As God is my witness. Scarlett. Etc.

- Empty beach, full sun, blue skies, three hours. I read American history and danced like a crazy person in the wind and the water and the sand. Then I got into my car and drove into Washington County where I was promptly surrounded by a million commuters, stuck in traffic for an hour and flooded by the rains of heaven.

Here's what went into today's newspaper:

1. HOLOCAUST SURVIVORS

2. COUNTY MEETING. Only the beginning is interesting and probably only to me. Sigh.