yes, really I am but I just got up off the bed and went into the kitchen but "Several Small Species of Animals Gathered Together in a Cave, Grooving With a Pict" was playing and it weirded me out - in a good way Umma Gumma was my favorite album in the 70s and I just finished that rant about D&D and it all came back to me "like a sweet kiss on the end of a hot fist" (another 70s reference) and I put a pork chop on the pan and I should not be here cuz I will forget it - brb.(it's okay, I just flipped it and so I have another 7 minutes or so) - Anyway, I think if I was bipolar I would be at the top of an arc. Golden Goddess is not liking this - I am not paying enough attention to her - she is so damned beautiful - did I tell you that she is black with Gold tortoiseshell markings? It is so cute when I tickle her chin and she yawns like 'this is so boring'.
My counselor thinks I depend on the kindness of strangers too much; probably only too true. I stopped making beads because no one told me how beautiful they were - I spent the last few weeks trying to find something that can stand up to 2200 F so I can make more glass puddles. I thought I had it - I build a form from concrete and filled it with some high temp clay. I tested it in my self-cleaning oven and the concrete completely disintegrated and left an ever-loving mess. Oh, crap I don't know if I will ever get my oven clean (I wonder if it will selfclean the results of a selfcleaning disaster?).
Time to get the pork chop off the burner and have some more beer - how is your Saturday night goining?
*edit* that song is "several species of small furry animals gathered together in a cave, grooving with a pict" - it is supposed to be the longest rock title