OMG, it's hot here in NY. I finished all that stuff I had to do, and not a moment too soon, because I am beginning to melt. My foot is missing; I think it may be the puddle in the backyard that the cats poked with sticks earlier.
So...that's what I've been up to. Now, to catch up on loads of e-mails, comic and blog reading, radio station critcism (not Cousin Brucie...why? WHY? Damn you, Infinity!) and sitting around going "Damn, it's hot."
I also have to make some doll clothes before a certain date. I don't use the sewing machine, so this is an ongoing project rather than a day's fun. I enjoy making doll clothes, though, and this is for a very silly, special reason, so it's even more fun. Or at least it will be if I ever get back to the little pants.
(On the radio is a Simple Minds song I have never heard, I think it's called Speed Your Love To Me. At least, that's what it says on the screen. My radio is on my tv, which in turn plays on my computer. Truly obscene.)
Saturday, June 11, 2005
Out of the fog and into the smog....
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Mrs. Wiggy is a Cousin Brucie fan, having grown up on him in Long Island and later in the City. I had never heard of him, myself. I grew up listening to WLS out of Chicago.
I first heard Cousin Brucie when I was a kid and didn't realize he was such a legendary DJ, then one time my aunt mentioned she met him when she was a kid, while he was doing a show at Palisades, so ever since then I think Brucie's the coolest. He's going to be on satellite radio soon, I guess then it won't be long before the entire world begins wearing leopard-print pants and yelling "eeeEEE!"
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