Definitely a night person. I feel so much better once the sun goes down!

Splintered

The day began with a splinter in my finger and ended with a spinal tap.

"Bah...Humbug..."

Christmas. It promotes greed, consumerism, materialism, and unrealistic expectations sometimes accompanied by epic disappointments.

The other night, from the end of a pier, I watched the golden moon rise over Lake Michigan. In order to do so, I had to temporarily overcome my deep fear of spiders. They were everywhere, spinning webs and catching insects. Most of them looked pregnant or swollen with their victim's fluids. With a little encouragement from a friend, I decided to focus on the beauty of the water and the moon. I'm so glad I could overcome this irrational fear and not allow it to interfere with the magical moonscape painted on the water.

Miracle Mile Shops

. I hate these types of questions b/c it's all speculative, psychoprobing bullshit. No one has "secret superpowers", okay? We are all just trying to survive this silly world we live in that knows no reason and wants us to believe in some type of superpower. There is none, okay? Grow up and deal with reality, which is rife with enough miracle and tragedy to keep the most jaded of us suspended in a state of anticipation.

OMG. One song? "It's Impossible"! (wink, laugh).

As long as they are upside down and backwards. What's with the North orientation anyway?

Barn in the Mist

Oh my goodness, YES! When I lived out West for a time, I used to long for those all day soakers we get in the Midwest. The patter of the rain on roof and leaves, the shrouded skies, the beautiful, fresh smell all combine to create a sense of well being and comfort for me. Rainy days are nature's way of washing the earth and cleansing itself, bringing nourishment to plants and animals.

The best thing I ever found is an old medicine bottle from 1858. I was idly stabbing the toe of my shoe into the dirt of a horse stall in an old barn and saw part of an aqua bottle, so I started digging in earnest. Once I had the old treasure in my hot little hands, a barnyard dog howled a warning and chased me through the fields until I made it to the road. I thought the farm was abandoned, but the owners were not officially off the property for a couple more weeks. However, the big scare was worth it because it began a lifelong pursuit of antique American bottle collecting.

Excellent, in city or country. However, a cloudy day can make it more difficult to get one's bearings.

how a person can commit murder, the Republican party, myself.