Did you hear that weird sound coming down from the north? That was me snort-laughing! The more the merrier, I say! Cheers, amiga! Have a great day, a good night, don't eat too much too late, &c., &c., ad nauseum.

Yep. Well then I must be insane.

Actually, I take that back--I might have said "up yours" or more likely just shrugged my shoulders, grinned and said, "whatever." That sounds more like me, to be honest. Anyway, I was getting punchy last night and was musing on a couple things I'd heard on TV in the past couple days. Oh, and I was questioning my sanity which I do quite often (insert maniacal laughter here). Mt thinking went about like this: If I question my sanity, but someone I saw on TV (on Lost, I think it was) said that if you question your sanity it means you're sane, because insane people thing they're getting better, it must mean that I am actually sane! Whoo-hoo! Then, because I often wonder about my sanity, or lack thereof, so often, it must by definition make me even more sane. Another whoo-hoo!. Thus, if I am not just dancing around the fringes of sanity but am at the very heart of what sanity is, maybe I'm so incredibly sane that I'm actually in sane! Wait, what? Oh, crap ...! (). I hope you got a chuckle out of that!

I agree, whole-heartedly, although I might say "piss off" instead . As much as you have my support, I am grateful to have yours, too, Ms D, and I mean that most sincerely. And not only you, but Lia and every other woman who follows her heart. My own family background is heavy on conservative, very Puritanical, theology. I have to watch what I say, or just nod dumbly sometimes just to get through without causing a ruckus, particularly with my grandpa. Strictly speaking, I don't fit into any pre-formed mold theologically or politically (speaking of which, I was just a couple hundred yards away from Barack yesterday, and will be just about as close to John tomorrow and about the same again from George on the 3rd--weird, but cool, because I get phone calls, letters & emails inviting me to the rallies because this is a purple state and I'm registered non-partisan--but I'm not saying who I'll vote for; I love voting!). I'd just read your interviews, right after going to MySpace and reading another friend's blog and left a response there. (There are times when I'm afraid I over-think then over-write too much and bury the lead in all the flourishes and rationalizations ...). Anyway, sum total is I'm proud (I hate that word, but I can't think of one that carries the same meaning) of what you do because it is right for you because its where your heart is. Follow your dreams, Danielle, because stuffing them down is what really sucks! Anyway, don't forget--no eating after 8, lots of water, ease off the caffeine round about now, get a good night's sleep and so on and on and on ... crap--there goes another poor, poor little libido! Clean up on Aisle 11! (I'm going to run that joke into the ground fast, aren't I? I can;'t help it--I can't drive it in, because I gave up my license!).

And if you do...say "screw you" because people shouldn't judge other people's hobbies or likes (unless it's something illegal).

Well I hope you don't get in any trouble for that.

I was wondering when it was going to happen. I'd checked several times in the past couple weeks. I bit my nails half in anticipation, half in dread (Club Dread--funny!). And then it happened. Today. A few minutes ago. It gritted my teeth. I checked my heart rate. I drank some tea (warm, straight). I checked Goggle to find out if my username had cropped up in association with Danielle FTV. Today, at about 10:35, I got my answer: it did. Now, topping the page above my poetry, my genealogy and so on, there it was. Kinda cool, I think. Now I've been outed as the pervee regular guy that I am, I guess, liking to look at pretty women in their all-together and what-nots and so on ...that's what I get using the same username just about everywhere--at least i change my password from site to site and rotate them. I've been on/off since 8-something this morning and so far I'd say you're a hit, based on the number of new names appearing. Really, really cool! !!!!! One thing though--can someone please clean up these poor libidos? This place is getting all gooey (eeeew!).

You know, I wouldn't be doing my job if I didn't make you laugh. See, even though I can't hear it, I sense it through the force (look out behind you Obi-wan! ...never mind). In truth, and like I said, I love your laughs & giggles. For that matter, I love laughing myself, so I'll join you in a good, hearty guffaw! Har-har-har, me matey! Aarrgh! (Sorry, I think I channeled Captnjack there.) I am sorry about one thing, though--all those poor little libidos didn't stand a chance ...poor little guys (). Have a great day, eat a good breakfast and have fun!

God Geolarson you make me laugh. Thank you for your little notes. They brighten my day...or night.

Nearly forgot--don't eat after 8, get lots of sleep, drink plenty of water (or tea--iced, with a twist--Jas Bond's new drink!). Have a good night and a great day tomorrow. OMG! Look out! Libidos are flying all over the place! Oh, the humanity ...!