So I forgot to mention the best thing about my little east coast visit. A little something that may well be my key to fortune and glory, Dr. Jones.

Two words: Pirate Jesus.

Roll it around in your mouth. Arrr, does not the gospel of the sea taste like sweet, sea air?

Weíll see how this goes.

I also just tonight had a glimmer of something, something that could be something more. The good news is that I actually did some work the other night, and got past a little bit of a bump I had in the editingÖthing that has bumps.

What did I say about metaphors? Thatís what I thought.

The first two episodes of ìSmallvilleî this season have been plenty fun. Lois Lane! Yay! Of course, this totally screws the pooch of her not realizing that say, ten year down the line when he puts on a pair of tights and starts flying around. Yíknow, without a mask, seeing as how sheís seen him in all his, er, muscular glory. Without glasses. But hey, itís a fun ride, and telling a good story is what itís all about, and thatís what theyíre doing.

ìRescue Me,î the Dennis Leary show, just keeps getting more and more brilliant. Great, great fun. For grownups, of course. In fact, Iím watching it now, so itís taken forever to write this. ìYou can tell Robert Redford he can kiss my little black ass.î Now they have a black midget whoís a horse racing genius. He can tell which one is going to win because he can read their faces. Because heís the perfect height.

Other than that, I think work is trying to murder me. Street Fair is coming up, and Iíve never worked a street fair before. We have a lot of shit to do, meaning Iím going to be working some long hours coming up. In fact, I think Iím going to be putting in a 12-hour day tomorrow. Not that I really mind, or itís horribly hard work, but itís just draining. But I love it, and thatís what counts.

Suddenly interrupted, I remainÖ