I love Bawls. Yes, I know, I love Bawls is not something to be screaming. I even like warm sweet blue balls, and fizzling blue balls. Mmmmmm.
I have tons of things to update on. noelr's gathering, last week's Movie Night, the senior goodbye lunch, last week's Game Night with willthestud, incetardis's party, Castlevania ownage, sushi night, last night's Movie Night and introspective screaming, and tonight's senior banquet - where I'll be serving redvector and carrisse (noelr's two favoritist people) on hand and foot. But things keep on crashing when I try to push them to the limit, and I keep on getting side tracked. Damn the man. I'm getting old.
It`s going to happen very soon, the great event which will end the horror, which will end the sorrow. Next Tuesday, when the sun goes down, I will play the Moonlight Sonata backwards. This will reverse the effects of the world`s mad plunge into suffering, for the last two hundred million years. What a lovely night that would be. What a sigh of relief, as the senile robins become bright red again, and the retired nightingales pick up their dusty tails, and assert the majesty of creation!