Power Corruption & Lies.

It's actually what I happen to be listening to right now which is the bad thing about having to get up this early and go into work. I played God Save The Queen really really loud to start things off cause back in the day (like Booth) I would have rounded up all those tea hurling hooligans "and we'd all still be British." Throwing out perfectly good tea. Honestly. And besides, I don't even own a gun, have no desire to, and there is a long list I'm sure of grenadier guards that could pop in any time day or night and hear nary a peep of complaint out of little old me. They could quarter their asses off in my living room. It sure as hell beats trying to block my number from some douchebag on craigslist.

Anyway, not to sound unpatriotic and all. Just a little miffed at how the justice system apparently doesn't even take a break for it's own birthday. Prolly gonna watch some animal roasted over an open flame later. Then the explosives and drunkeness. Careful where you step tomorrow morning.

Completely removed from my inbox, and I don't see that changing any time soon.

Some cats were fighting outside my bedroom window this morning, but my flashlight and I were able to break up the furry madness. These were actual four legged felines not some burn outs with axes to grind. The tawny feral was puffed up to the size of a raccoon and he was just so precious. About knocked the fence down climbing over it. He has a home if he wants it.

While walking to work in the wee hours through Capitol Hill, up and over First Hill, and straight downtown via Madison and Marion I am always astounded at how every single tweaker has to stop and talk to you. Even if it's just to ask the time. Like they will never find companionship again deep down in that dark k-hole so they just have to reach out. Spasmodically.

Although some people have referred to me as a magnet. I just happen to be one of those warm and inviting people with kind and nurturing eyes that really pull people out of their shells. Kicking and screaming... In blind terror.