Ooohh baby baby it's a wild world

The subject has nothing to do with what I'm about to write, I just had Cat Stevens in my head. I wouldn't want anyone to assume what follows is my idea of a "wild world."

But first, this picture makes me laugh.



Oh dear, I feel like shit today. Yesterday I updated my facebook status (nerd alert) to say "Tuesday is the new Friday" then proceeded to treat it as such. Today, I pay the price. The funny thing is I was about to type that I can't handle it like I could when I was younger but I think I've actually gotten better over the years. I'm improving with age, like a fine wine. Not that I would know anything about that, I buy what's cheap and/or on sale. Barefoot wine 2 for $10 at CVS. Just sayin'.

I really want to go see Chips the Musical at the Falcon Theatre. I have a feeling I will never actually go, but talking about it makes me feel like there could be a slight possibility. But in my life, it's the thought that counts. Actually following through is just a bonus. Like the time I wanted to go to a hootenanny. I just wanted to go so I can say I went, because I don't actually know what a hootenanny involves, but I'm picturing people playing music out of jugs and some good ol' fashioned knee slapping. I actually just googled the words "hootenanny los angeles" and apparently there are many types, including but not limited to, a tomato hootenanny, a pancake hootenanny, and even a facebook page called LA Hootenanny. I think I might have to thumbs up that page.

R.