Okay, I don't really have anything to say but I need to break my weird thing I have against my blog these days (could it be -- I have other things to do!?)
In case anyone is still out there, and apparently Seraphim is (hey there), okay: here's a thing to read. Read The Brothers K by David James Duncan; it's one of the best-written and entertaining and moving books I've ever read from any period in any language. Okay, I only read English, but that's not the point. How can you deny a book that encompasses the following phrases?:
1) lolloping mutants
2) Mmmm! Yak butter!
3) The oracle demands your exhausted crustaceans.
Don't you just have to read it to know what the heck?
And the locations. Washington State, Viet Nam, Vancouver Island, and India. Go figure.
Okay, I have to go watch me some Lost (got it on dvd, addicted, MUST know what happened to Claire before I can go on in life).
PS. Oh yeah, I'm having another baby. Top names we're considering:
Thomas Kincaide, painter of light
Heavenly Haraani Tiger Lily
There, now you don't have to ask!