time's not here

cheech and chong would get it... listening to a mix cd made for me by someone who called herself blue some years back somewhere on the internet... hey blue, wherever you are (and whomever you are lol, aye?), thanks for the music... definitely a fun diverse mix... and i think i head you laughing in the background of some of the mixes, especially the acdc/def leppard dance mix (and there are more snips and samples i hear you snuck in there too), clever girl... and since windows music player put the assorted folder in alphabetical order (dumb program), insomnia seems to be right on time, ahem... wish i could share the music mix with you all, but the limits of my tech savvy and this blogger site seem to prevent that once again... anyway, listening to music as i unpack some more boxes (found a video of my sky dive from a few years ago) after jackson crashed (she lasted through one box of cassettes and i could only bring myself to part with about a dozen of the few hundred... i may be a hoarder, but music... how do you throw away music?)...

and i found one of the 1000journals lost in my boxes for a decade or more... it's #873 for anyone searching or keeping track... somebody might care... maybe this guy... and then there are comments in waiting and responses in progress, but time time time, especially tonight when i am jazzed to unclutter and yet must wake early tomorrow to be ready to play a 9am game (life would be much less fun without softball)...

and now that daylight savings time stole an hour of sleep and there are only about four left to be had, i better lay down and let the sleep come... so much more to write and upload, so much more to say and rhyme, so much more i want to share, but so little time, so little time...

narf :)