Footloose and

nylon free, finally it is Friday again. Five days of insurance telephone hell and a girl needs a beer.

I'm relaxing in front of a stack of newspapers that I stole from the recycling bin behind the office. Please, don't expect me to read all that nonsense about Palestine or Iraq or whoever is mowing down who, I am so OVER politics. But I like how newspapers look all stacked up together. Kind of fluffy and weighty at the same time. Black, white and read all over...ha ha ha.... I always HATED that joke.

I wonder, if I cut up the words and randomly pasted them back together without looking, would any logical sentences occur? This requires more than a beer. Excuse me, I´ll be back in a flash

Wow, the Green Goddess strikes again, so Woody Harrelson...

Anyhoo, I'm back, more relaxed, and I'm chopping away with my favorite purple scissors. Every word looks so SIGNIFICANT. For example, the word "THE". How do I begin to describe the virtues of this little language workhorse. It pops up everywhere and seems so frivolous, but just try writing something without it and see what happens. "GO" is another favorite, all round and pudgy. You look at it and expect it to lay on the couch eating vanilla pudding, but say the word, "GO" it flies out of your mouth in a burst of action. So efficient. Only two letters.

I'm gluing the words to my electrical panel. All the "THEs" in the top upper corner and all the "GOs" in the bottom left. After I find my lighter and open another beer, I will design the perfect center design to ground the piece and mesh the dialogue between "THE" and "GO". I am so brilliant.