I'm thumbing through the King James translation of the New Testament this morning, the theme song to the Mary Tyler Moore show is stuck in my head, it's been there for a couple of day, and that surely has to be one of the signs of the apocalypse.
Jerry Harrison and the casual gods are spinning on the music box this morning, trying to drive that accursed theme song out of my head.
Thinking a lot about the news this morning, Trying to digest what's going on in the civic elections south of the border, a democrat turned republican wins in a landslide and the republicans see it as a resounding victory, a robot turned politician has been delivered a massive slap to the face by the voters.
France appears to be mellowing, thank heavens, and a news story that seems destined to become an adult film in a matter of minutes, two cheerleaders were arrested for having sex in a bathroom.
I'm pondering a massive pile of books this AM and wondering if I'm ever going to get them organized into any sense that will be useful.
Cleaning is always best with Scott Joplin I've found, his rags are timeless bippity bop music.
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