Not every day, nor not every week, but sometimes your brain just says "no" to just about anything you propose. The sandman pounds on your door at some strange time of the day.
It's enough to make one sympathize with those who do an occasional line of coke. I have never, ever tried it. Something deep inside me knee-jerks a "Just say no!" But logically, if it were legal, it would make a lot of sense for those times when your mind just isn't at your disposal.
About Me
- Kitty Lane
- What I really want here is email. If you have a comment, don't press the "post comment" button; email it instead, please. You'll find that I'm very responsive. The address to use is: kittylane167@gmail.com Also, with regard to closing my blog -- this is a distinct possibility. I would like to work toward bringing it to a natural close. It may take a while -- months or even a couple of years -- but my goal now is to include everything that belongs in this blog so that I will be ready to close it if I decide to do so. Towards that end, I will be asking the Blogspot people if I can leave a ghost blog. I wouldn't want them to erase I Can't Complain just because it's no longer being written. I want people to discover it in the future -- maybe in the 23rd century or something. I don't have illusions of it being really popular ever, but if a few people in successive generations find something in it to enjoy, that's about all I can ask.
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Oscars 2012 - *OK! Fifth of Seagram's Seven: check. *Half-rack of Red Hook ESB (cold): check. Salad bar from Central Market (best in the city): check. Large sausage and ...11 years ago
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