"There are birds out on the sidewalk, and a valet at the door."

I don't know why this took so long to get up on here, since I recorded this last night. Oh, well. I guess this is what happens when you try to audio blog using Skype.

Anyway, the poor-sounding audio clip below is actually from Tuesday night, mourning Alias in my inimitable quasi-Faulknerian babble. Nothing near as hallucinogenic as Lisa's Adventures with Ambien, but what are you going to do?



And Danhole actually posted a comment! Holy snit.