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There are some moments when the light and sound and air combine into the most perfect thing. Like driving over the Congress bridge north at two in the morning, with all the windows open and those building lights up ahead. Today it's a bright sunny morning, and the trees are stirring in the wind. A good day to drive.

Mr Sinus/Showgirls last night was awesome beyond words. Awesome. I laughed until my ribs ached from the hilarity of it all. Oh you just can't imagine the evil. It was so good. I had forgotten how truly spectacular and wrong Showgirls is. Any movie with a serious line of "It must be weird not having people come on you" has got to be one of the most fucked up movies ever. So many nipples! Bwahahaha.

I finished wrapping presents, so I need to pack my bags and drive with the windows down and my new hat on. See you kids later.

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My drive was good, and very quick. There was almost no traffic after Bastrop, and Tyler's backroads way of skipping Katy and the nasty part of I-10 was delightful. There were lots of purple wildflowers, and rows of corn. I didn't see too many roadside stands. The downside of driving yourself is that you can't spend quite so much time examing the oddities off the highway. I did see some very fat cows, a red loveseat on the side of 59, a giant symmetrical tree, and some whie cranes. It wasn't even too hot, so I drove with the windows open most of the way. Thank goodness for the hat to keep the hair out of my eyes.

I saw my mother this morning. Apparently China kitty's injuries were much worse than my mother originally told me. She had to have surgery to repair the tear in her abdomen. Ever bit of tissue, even the fat, was bruised. If my mother hadn't found her in time, she probably would have died. China looks so terribly miserable, and she has a huge set of stitches from the incisions in her abdomen.

My mother is extremely upset about her job situation. Her boss has turned into a rampaging psychopath, and a back stabbing liar. It's truly awful. I would go up there and raise hell if I thought it would change anything. That rat son of a bitch. His behavior is no way to repay an employee who has been with him since he opened that clinic, and probably spends more money there than a half dozen clients. I'm so irate about it.

Right now I'm going to watch the Preakness coverage, cheer for the ponies and be lazy. Mel and I are going to go eat dinner, gossip and have beverages.

Eurovision

Eurovision brings you the delightful evil of Lordi.

BWAAHA! This rocks.