New Pie Morning

Today i began with one perfectly sliced piece of key lime graham-cracker crust pie.........perfection on a plate, gratis from the patron saint of pies.......ms. edwards.......habituee of the frozen food section at any mediocre grocery store.
Pure heaven.

Wouldn't Ann love the newest of "Willie Tales" in regard to his absence at her memorial service? A pound and a half of weed, a bag of mushrooms and some Louisiana cops trying to decide how to make some money off the situation.......again, i say it is perfection.
Wasn't it GOOD to see the Hilary of the past once again? No NY accent, no inside-the-loop mannerisms......just a fire-filled woman of humor and guts and motivation. i do wonder if or when we shall see her again.

Today i ran three errands.....CVS, Walgreens, and the liquor store. And at each stop, the person taking my money had a runnynose, snotty-sounding voice. Sick people should stay home and give me a fighting chance at life.
Now that sounded bitchy.
Last night was a million hours long, and i was teetering on the peripherie of the third ring most of the time. i do NOT like being able to count the number of bones in my hands. i do NOT like hearing the chiming of the clock every fifteen minutes. and i do NOT like pain that eludes my mental stamina. i need a respite.

Also, you know......about once a month various cable channels do a PSA emergency test.......They announce it ahead of time, so we viewers can turn down the volume before we are assaulted by the "tone". I believe.....no, i DEMAND, the same courtesy from the news stations. Any time Condi Rice, Karen Hughes or Laura Bush is going to speak.......i fucking want to be warned. Or, they could just restrict these particular annoyances until the "cocktail hour". A few shots of good vodka could ease the shock.

Sleep deprivation is a baaaaad thing. Don't get it.