I'll take "Reasons You Wear Vinyl Underpants" for $500 please, Alex...

WooHoo! It's the Daily Double!... Spank me Alex, er... or is it 'hit me'?...

Brace yourself... I, Miss Gloom & Doom of late, was in a good mood today.

{murmur, mumble mumble, murmur...}

So anyway, there I was just minding my own business when this jovial Korean man began fondling my breast. I swear. I do not lie about breast fondling. He must have had a thing for symmetry because next thing I know... his fickle digits found their way to the left one! As if the right one wasn't enough... hmmmpf! Then the blonde chick gets in on the action; watching, taking notes. If this wasn't my annual gyn appointment, the note taking would have really made me uncomfortable, let me tell you! Heh, sorry. Anyway, most of the reason I'm in such a good mood is that the appointment is over for another year. {Male readers - it is the equivalent of 'turn your head and cough' with an added 10 minutes of various violation. And someone hanging around to watch and take notes.} Eh, at least his hands were warm.

Upon leaving the aforementioned sex den, I found that someone had turned the thermostat up by about 10 degrees and it was now officially hot as piss. No really, I think it was in the mid 90s which would be near the official temperature of... Oh forget it. Anyway, I was having some time to myself and just felt so elated to be done with the appointment that I opted to slip in a mix CD (although I only listened to 3 songs the whole time. Over. And over...), crank the bitch up, and set off along a more scenic, relaxed route. Cold beverage nestled close, AC on, windows part way down and me not just singing, but car dancing as well folks. I had fun with nearby cars, too. Well, more their drivers than the cars themselves. I love singing to people. They want to disappear, but I think it's funny to see their reaction, they are trapped after all. One song I mainly listened to was called Hammer In My Hand by Grady (headed by Gordie(Grady) Johnson of Big Sugar); this took up the majority of my musical efforts. It is rough, gritty and soulful and an absolute dream to a motorist serenader such as myself. You can download that song free off the site... at least check it out and it might inspire you to do a little serenading yourself. I can't decide whether it's a bit sad that I'm this easily and oddly amused or funny as hell. Either way, I had a great time.

Here's something that you wouldn't think would put anyone in mind of a good mood, but hey... this is me we're talking about and I see things a bit differently sometimes. Well, within 12 hours of each other (if that), I learned of the death of two friends. One was my friend's mother Florence. She was very old (96) and led a magnificent life. Her husband was an instructor at the Pratt Institute and for a while she led what I call the Martha Stewart lifestyle (pre incarceration), complete with culture and afternoon tea. The second death was my friend Tony who was in his very early 40s. He was in a motorcycle accident a couple of weeks ago and never fully came out of the coma. His name to all his biker friends was Psycho, and well, it's not a total lie. We'd sit and drink and talk about hockey and have a blast. He was all about enjoying things, which he did until his last moments. The reason this makes me smile is not that they're dead, but that they actually lived! They did what made them happy and although they were opposites, in that one respect they had a sort of parallel going on. I smiled knowing that they both, in their own ways, are an inspiration. Dying is the easy part... knowing how to live and having the courage to do it really takes balls. Hats off to you both.

Just a last thought; thanks to everyone who left me a comment on the last post and to those the emailed me. Some of you made me laugh like hell when I thought I couldn't and some of you made me think of things I needed to face. Thanks to every one of you... and look! It worked! I'm better today - cured, healed! Well, it was either that or the breast fondling...
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