�Anything that is too stupid to be spoken is sung.� � Voltaire, and my case in point. Silly, silly Gwen. What were you thinking? This song should be on PBS with muppets and cartoons, not MTV. Well, then again�

Misty, drizzly morning, and though I LOVE this weather, I mean LOVE , it better be warm and sunny by the time Bunny and I head up to LA. Dammit. I gotta lotta work to do today. I�m stressing about not being here for a day, getting set back like that. Oh, the trials and tribulations of she with a good work ethic. Been a looooong time since I�ve had that, and well, it feels GOOD. I love it here. I love being able to quantify my accomplishments, to measure quality against something as stringent and complex as the law. Very cool.

I had dinner with Dad last night, simply delicious, and then headed over to Bunny�s to do some last minute planning. When will we leave, when does the show start, what are the evening plans, the morning plans, and most importantly: what are we going to wear?? I�m happy to report that we covered everything, and we should be ready to head out at our specified time.

Guess what?? My uncle (Dad�s brother) has a web site now for the garden he landscaped (site just starting, so most of the links aren�t done yet). This is the very same spot I stood and read a poem that I wrote for the opening ceremony of one area, entitled �Moon Garden.� Perhaps one day I�ll post that poem here. Don�t, uh, twist my arm or anything. People wanted autographed copies, you know. I kinda liked it. But enough of me sheepish!

I leave you for the day (and tomorrow, for I�ll be gallivanting in LA and will not get the opportunity to update� but wait for THAT one!) with a quote I think suits my attitude recently:

�I am ready to meet my maker. Whether my maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is another matter.� -- Good ol� Winston Churchill, how you speak my heart.

-Barbarella

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