triskadekophobia

Thirteenths have never been an issue. Sometimes the fourteenths have been less than fun. For instance, on my very first Friday the 13th, I was warm and safe, swimming away in Mom. And on the fourteenth, I was wrenched forth from my warm, safe home, and dragged into a world of bright lights and loudness and cold.

Additionally, I married the Ice Princess on a saturday the 14th. The divorce was final on a friday the 13th.

No, it’s just another day. Superstitious? Well, I am, a little, but not about this.

Andrew Sullivan

is a nimrod.

I stumbled across an NPR interview with this goofball onthe way home from detroit. I don’t listen to NPR, but the radio was on SCAN waiting to hear some decent music, and I heard the intro, so I stopped to listen.

First of all, if Sullivan is a conservative, I’m the queen mum. he is just another wannabe pushing his own agenda, who sees his view as the only correct one.

dipstick.

Apparently, I’ve been living under a big rock

where no new music can get in. Today, on the way home from Detroit, I hear this song by KT Tunstall. Very hooky, very energetic, very reminiscent (in some ways)of MArshall Crenshaw. I don’t catch enough “regular” music to like too much of it, but I’m going to check this woman out. Pretty easy on the eyes, too.

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