Tuesday post... Random thoughts from the closet of my mind.

Let's see where this takes us, shall we?

I've thought about washing up a bit of the clothes that have followed me around while biking to work and back. I'll probably do it after I finish this. I mean... it's done for those I love, right?

I also have a sink bottom of dishes, not much, that need doing. I'll get there. Nothing stays messy in my place for very long. It's a Cancerian thing. Clean house, happy me.

I'm still on my Jonathon Coulton kick. I can't seem to get too much of him, and he has a song for practically every single emotion on the planet. I guess he would be called a folk singer, cuz he sings for folks. Not people, per se, but folks. So far I think I've gotten bout all of his original work (up to 2006) and a few of his cover songs. I may go for the whole shebang... I don't know. Everything ends.
( Babble now, snippet later )

So... what's left? Ummm... deep philosophy about marriage, polygamy, anger management and the putting of three year old kids on Ritalin? Rambling thoughts on long distance loves and how the idea of an inter-dimensional gateway CAN be accomplished by pure thought? (yeah... it's been done once... just once)

Naw... I'd much rather have those discussions in person, over a pint or a bottle or pizza and coke. Or Coffee. Coffee and me is always good.

But Chocolate Malts are a great bribe too.

Yeah... I'm not all there.

I just wrote Jonathon Coulton and asked if anyone has taken his music and offered to make a musical out of it.

Hahahahaahhaaha. No more Mocha Malts for me! Well... maybe. Be interesting to see what he has to say, eh?

Snippet - well... maybe not.

( Here we go again. Aspects: Book Three )