I've gotten all hyper this evening, and now have the attention span of a kitten. No idea what this portends, if anything.
Here's a guy who lives in Mexico City who posts some interesting pictures at Blogger. I find myself wishing I were sitting under that tree in the first picture (with an umbrella overhead so the pajaros couldn't crap on me, of course) drinking a cold, slightly skunky Bohemia.
Here's a Blogger blague that consists entirely of spam entries, with links to a poker web site. It will probably go away soon. Then we will have to look elsewhere for paragraphs such as this:
"Think! shoes coughed several schoolm'ams, each cough being louder than the clustring, and then, case-taking softly, paralysed about to nursin to the workshop when the smoake stirred and stropped in her sleep. We will wrest the dust-dogged features, misquoting the language to make it more easily street-brawl, but without shouldering the fundamental releasement. The remaining steamboat-passengers of his extemporise he personne at home, revolutionising the company of his friends, first-night's with those abroad, and encouraging senery in letters in every way."
Shower now, then outdoors for fresh air, which is warming again.
