This came in a little late for today’s bag:

Me and a friend had splurged on a special night out, a concert and afterwards a new publicized high-end restaurant on the balcony seating area for cocktails and light dinner. It was a warm, pretty night and crowded. The waitress for whatever reasons made it clear she didn’t want to be there and resented serving us. We…

I think of it as an extended prewash soak. At the end after I drain the water and I wash off briefly.

I think that makes good sense. There’s no rule you can’t cuddle or more before or after sleeping. Snoring and tossing would annoy me, as well as different temperature preferences.

I’M WATCHING MY FAVORITE MOVIE START TO FINISH IN HERE AND I LIKE IT AND YOU CAN’T STOP ME. IT’S SCARY AND COLD OUT THERE.

That happens on my cell phone when wifi is spotty.

It was her life, and if Hollywood wants to depict it, they should challenge themselves and find the story in it-or write fiction. I was a caregiver for a period of time-not 10 years but I see no reason why it couldn’t shape an interesting story. 

It didn’t strike me that way. To me it just looked like they used a professional head shot on file. 

I don’t know about new music offhand, but she did put together a book of her lyrics throughout the years and published it with Faber.

Ghod, I remember back in college (decades ago) a close friend of mine who became pregnant near graduation, with a flaky drug addict. She needed an abortion asap, and she got it. Safe, clean, reasonably priced, and no one questioned her choices. She had my full support.

I miss the pie vs cake wars. Such a fun target to hurl general unresolved rage and aggression, knowing we’ll all be ok after. Kind of like the blowout in Bugsy Malone.:

And a very specific piece of advice: don’t try a new energy bar within hours of a flight. I did (bought a couple on clearance from my workout supply store) . Had horrible explosive uncontrollable gas that I couldn’t even consciously mute (clenching, clenching, stomach grumbling...then BLAAAAP) to a silent but deadly.…

Cool. (brrrrrr the blender of fruit, veggies, and a nice dollop of delicious poison)

I’m in deep, deep love with coconut in all and every way (skin care, cooking and supplement use, but I understand it’s a love it or hate it kind of desert ingredient. Charles Schulz hated it with a vehement passion (when I read his biography it was a bone of contention in some relationship he had who teased him about…

This one is suitably rollypolly. A leetle grouchy maybe.

There’s a weird bulge above Cook’s eyes. I guess that’s filler?

Erik Satie makes calming music that doesn’t sound insipid or like aural wallpaper.

Astronomycast. http://www.astronomycast.com/ I personally like the ones about the landscape of Mars, or the Big Bang, or Parallel Universes, or Universe Cannibalism. Pamela Gay has such a soothing voice. 

I used to have one (she passed on) that would drape her throat right over my ear, and purrrrrrrrrr. If I turned over, she would knead/arrange my hair and drape on the other side. She was so light it never annoyed me. So soothing.

pink toebeans!!!!!!!!! <3