from russia with whatever

love to me love, love, but love so silent, love based only on faith, love just referred to in delusion or fantasy or self-mockery (as is the case right here in river city, or this blog, for to be slightly more precise... but just who is bill anderson, anyway?... is he mr. anderson?... when you get the references, you can exit this parentheses) and what does just sayin' really mean, anyway?... madison?... bueller?... mila?...

i was in madison once, slept on a lawn... in milwaukee i slept in the back of a car until the owner came out to his garage and woke me... they were cool, but madison had better drugs... in any case, what i meant to mean was (or is) something about stats, the numbers being the russia visits are second only to the usa visits and i only know a couple of russians while i know many hundreds of usa-ers and just where hundreds of visits cvould be coming from on either side of the pacific (or atlantic, for that matter) is anybody's guess...

sometimes i wonder if nancy grace is a control freak using fear-tactics to earn a paycheck or is it all an act?... ok, so i only wonder it on those rare occasions her commercial interrupts a show i am not dvring through, or when i forget i am watching a dvred show, but that's beside the point... as is this paragraph...

there are times when i just ramble on for distraction or for attention, which this is can be determined by sticking your finger in any bodily orifice... if you chose an orifice that is above the waste, you are likely seeking attention... if you chose an orifice below the waste, you are likely seeking distraction... if you chose an orifice that is not part of your body, you are likely seeking both and perhaps more, but in any case you should focus on your finger and stop reading now...

and to russia, with love, i thank you...

narf :)