You walk by stuff and by stuff and one day you drop your camera and it takes a picture of a thing. Hooray!
And We Are All Together
Poor Impulse Control
Target shootin' with the Gun Moll of the Revolution
You walk by stuff and by stuff and one day you drop your camera and it takes a picture of a thing. Hooray!
Poor Impulse Control 
Still there, eh?
I’m thinking of putting the band back together. I want to save the cheerleader.
I have looked for you a couple of times in the last few months. Email me, Team Captain!
I don’t know if I still have your email addy. I’ll look for it.
No, definitely not a captain. I was thinking I’d be a drummer. Like Charlie Watt, since my John Bonham days are behind me.
They’re behind John Bonham, too, and for quite some time.
Looked in on Jill at Brilliant at Breakfast and was saddened to learn cancer had taken Mr Brilliant. I had a little touch of cancer seven years ago, but I got over it.
Within a year, Jill lost Mr. Brilliant and two beloved cats. It was as awful as you imagine. Then she sold the Jersey house and moved to North Carolina, near her sister. I suspect at some point, she’ll start another blog.
Dude, dude! If you have a gmail address, use it.
Found your addy at the Uni and sent you an email. That addy still good?
Transmission received! I will write in a bit.