It makes me squeal with delight.
I've been puttering through my Billy the Kid story; I still think it's good, but new scenes keep popping into my head, forcing me to research things like opium and popular music of the early 1940's. I found a lot of songs which I still know (and people still play, like a lot of Bob Wills songs), but many which obviously didn't age well, like Goodbye Mama I'm Off To Yokohama and Mussolini's Letter to Hitler or, and I suppose mostly, We're Gonna Slap The Dirty Little Jap (most of these were by someone named Carson Robinson, whom even I have never heard of). I knew I'd be safe using Bob Wills, the Carter Family, and Bing Crosby, but I can't believe (slap me) I didn't think of Ernest Tubb and Roy Acuff.
I haven't been going to the gym, but I HAVE been working out, at least. I feel I ought to go while I'm still paying them (I think I may let it lapse the next time I come up for renewal, especially if I DO keep up with the Boot Camp DVD), but come 4 a.m. I just don't want to get out of bed (although the last two days I have woken up at that time anyway and laid there for the next hour and a half wishing I could get back to sleep).
I hate the times when my mouth is starving but my stomach is full.
This is VERY cool.
Wine rec: Fresh & Easy has a sparkling rose called Cava Montcadi, which, at less than $10 a bottle (it was on sale last week for $5.99), is probably the absolute best buy in wine I've ever run across. It's light and sweet, but not too sweet (not Port or Muscat sweet), very bubbly, surprisingly strong, and just plain delicious.