whatchu say?...

omg that was before i read the letter from the friend who said my babbling, or at least the concepts i shared for a socio-political semi-sci-fi thriller was on par with stephen king, who is a genius in street clothes (and should be more careful walking back roads) and she knows as well as anybody that flattery will make my head explode, you know... did this just kind of start in midstream?... well, read on and perhaps we'll catch up... if not, you know how to ask questions, dontcha?... you just put your lips together and whistle... or type some words in the comment box... either way, you'll pucker...

so the good mood rises (perhaps it's the wish thing.wish thing.. or even largely due to chemical additives (i wish thc was legal, i mean chocolate and sugar and meat and cheese and caffeine... it's the chocolate sugar and caffeine most, i think) and also a few re-connections (mostly meaningless, but the child still can enjoy the momentary thrill of attention and hope for more and... not like billy mumy in it's a good life (as opposed to it's a wonderful life i suppose, which isn't a twilight zone episode which play on people's fears like most everything but oh what a wonderful world this would be if love was empowered more than fear...

did i mention that recently i linked a lot of people who used to be part of the ever-loving blog family and extended such (see the previous entry, i think) and a couple returned to say hi and i just wrote this to one of the blog returnees:

oh sure, you show up when i am babbling poorly (by my standards, and you know what matters) and calling myself out on it (didn't even do that too cleverly) and so unfocused i don't even get silliness right... this abstaining from chocolate and caffeine and sugar is not good for the babbler (who woulda thunk?)... time to inject my soul with some sweet jelly rolls and some creamy chocolate too...

so how the heck are ya? :)

but ok, the truth is i am not doing the jelly rolls... i'd rather have ice cream instead... but anyway, another old friend comes along and reminds me that i used to share everything in corresponded on paper when i wrote in letters so she would be able to find stuff easier than clicking on links cuz i know time is precious and i write in too many places for anyone to find the time to them all on your own (they are linked in that link blog, but... dummy i am)... next project, that... the everything letter blog... it was so much easier when it was just pulling files off the computer... moving everything to my own domain is one solution... stop before my head spins off... ok...

talking to myself and feeling... wait, it's a rainy friday, not a rainy monday... i wonder how many song lyric references you get... don't all raise your hangs and shout out at once, i mean, unless you want to...

excuse me while i take another spoon of ice cream and then put it back in the freezer :)

i was recording and ranting and remembering and whatever in background tv in case you want to know what shows i watch - they are listed at the top right of that page (background tv, not here) and if you don't go there, well, i'll list the top few (alphabetically) right now: Alphas, Eureka, Fringe, Haven, NCIS, Warehouse 13 and if i can find the time Being Human, Bones, Caprica, Castle, Lie To Me, Lost Girl, Sanctuary, Star Trek: Enterprise, Stargate: Universe, The Late Late Show (Craig Ferguson), The Mentalist (some of these are not all still on the air at the moment and there are others i left out, but that's why the background tv blog is there, after all)...

and what brought that up (tv) was an old toronto friend and occasional lover told me her little girl was getting serious and sucessful in her acting career and i have to look for cracked and rookie blue (tv shows, in case you what as little tv as i do)... i've heard of the latter, i think it's on a network here... and so i looked it up, abc... and then i told my phone to remind me on wednesday 8-22 to watch rookie blue at 10pm on thursday 8-23 cuz the kid on the show is her little girl... and when i searched for cracked i turned up this this, but i've got the feeling further searching was necessary so i did and found a scottish tv show and a canadian tv show named cracked and i shall assume it's the canadian show cuz the girl and her mom live in toronto (slowly i turn, wait, that's niagara falls... same difference, aye?)... and IMDB says Jason Spevack, Dayo Ade, Steve Bacic, David Sutcliff and Stefanie von Pfetten... yeah, this is it and this too but there is no mention of when it airs or if it will air in the us... apparently they sill have to create the pilot and pitch the show to cbs... hopefully it will be viewable in the usa when it's finally produced... my friend's little girl starts filming it next week, i think... exciting, aye?... ironically, i could be an expert consultant on the show since it sounds like that is what i did for the last 11 years (the hospital part after police brought people to the hospital but i worked with police too)... so i'll just sigh and dream some more... maybe i should wish some more too... or open my mind...

where were we?... my eternal hope is that somebody finds the words and reads and reacts/responds eventually, the sooner the better, but i understand the delays and even the missed words cuz there are so many in so many places and so little time... someday my princess will come (having enough time and will and desire to share everything with me and know how to play), ya know :)

the optimist is singing loudly tonight... hope the neighbors don't mind :)