Here's whassup: Nothing. Couch is great, gotta new TV, gotta new camera, shoulder is ok, my back went out (and came back in again), and I had some pricey dental work done. The Date is no longer a love connection and my christmas cactus plants keep blooming. Guess it's all calm.

I think I stopped posting because at some point I started feeling pretty narcissistic. Who in hell cares about my random thoughts? Why spend any time recording what I am thinking? God, it's boring enough inside this head without making it available to any wandering person. So I am about out of the posting-your-deep-thoughts stage.