This probably won’t make a lot of sense to most of you, but this is my 20th post in 90 days. I had to have a 20th post today — even though I already posted something today, but that only made 19. I need 20. I’ve had this blog for a couple of years, now, and when I scroll through my own archives, I realize how precious little I’ve actually written – and probably could/should have. And how really spotty it’s been. Jeez, I mean I skipped the entire month of March! I just can’t believe that I couldn’t string together 20 posts in the last 90 days. Yeesh.
Problem is, this is one of those times where I had several thoughts during the course of the day, but, well, they left me. Oh, the pressure!
So I’m sitting here with this blinking cursor, waiting for the Dancing With The Stars finale show. See, that’s the problem with sitting here, staring at a blinking cursor. I’m wondering if Rami Kashou (I’m sure I’ve misspelled his name, but I’m not going to stop and research it) from the last season of Project Runway, designed Samantha’s gown tonight. It really suits her. One of the 3 that really flattered her all season. I think Priscilla Presley has truly maxed out on her Botox. Any doctor gives her one more injection should be arrested.
Okay. So much for the random thoughts and blatherings. From here on out, only coherent and complete thoughts. I promise (with my fingers crossed behind my back… hee).
