talk about getting distracted

but then, why would we want to talk about getting distracted?...

yeah, ok, let's start again (and I've had White Wedding blowing through my head and coming out of my mouth for the last ten minutes, just for the record and syncronicity of it, even if you had to be there)...

I opened this window almost ten hours ago, I think, and the computer did it's usual crash and reboot several times today and I just realized that I forgot all about coming here and dropping a RealTime entry where it belongs...

we can blame Meg and Dia... I am so in love, it's pathetic (and not just for your amusement anymore, aye Z?... but lucky you, my suddenly favorite singing sisters are touring the west coast in September... so far away and here I am in a penny pinching period... but then, such fantasies are sometimes best left to the distance as proximity just might prove to put a pin in the old balloon)...

of course it's taking both of them to derail my sense of balance and set me sailing off my tracks, but what inspirations they provided today as I played their new CD for the first time... Meg writes words that sing to my child inside (among other parts of me) and Dia sings (and looks) like a contender for a spot in the top ten of the libido fantasy sweepstakes (if you're following any of my metaphors)...

I spent the day fawning, fantasizing, and generally being inspired by really great music (for me, at least) and visions of a long forgotten youth and energy that might still be somewhere inside and fantasizing about being back in high school and heading out on the road with the band... in other words, no sleep today, but much fun and excitement and bouncing around (some days are just not meant for growing older)...

and I'll be heading to work in a couple of hours and somehow stay awake all night... other writings that poured forth today are linked behind the candoor (one of mine and one of theirs) and that old babbling place of life in black and white is just a couple or few days behind today (which means more than fifty entries were uploaded since last Friday... sick, huh?... bless the one person who read tham all, especially since she's not my mother)...

I did force Precious to listen to the whole CD when she got home from school and she didn't seem to mind, which is a rarity... it's all well and good when she chooses the new music for herself, but if I find new music first it's kind of tainted what with me being an old fart in a high schooler's eyes... she might actually like them in spite of my rejoicing that they walk the planet and sing...

and just when I should have taken a nap, Rasputin calls and talks me into dinner at the local Chinese buffet and when I got home it was right back to my latest musical obsession and that's when I realize I did not update here today so here we are...

so much excitement has passed through my cells today they all tingle as if they were struck by lightening... I am such a sappy dreamer... but could I wake up and see nineteen stars tonight without getting any sleep?... heck, all I have to do is look at one...

so many meanings in so few words all I can do is wonder how many were heard... what was it that Billy Joel said?... sometimes a fantasy is all we need...

and on that note I'm going to head to the showers and maybe a half hour power nap and leave you with this wish, my wish tonight... until the real thing comes along, may you enjoy yours as much as I enjoy mine...