I guess. Woo hoo freedom. Drunk drivers and illicit (in Long Beach) fireworks. June bugs smacking into my screens- someone needs to let them know it is actually July. I have a mosquito bite on my ankle after 5 minutes outside. Ahh, summer.
I played tennis today, for the second time in a week. My sister and I now have a two time per week date to play incredibly bad tennis together. The Williams sisters we are not. I smoke a pack a day and generally prefer to be sitting in front of the air conditioner with said cigarette and laptop. But we try, so that's ok.
I bought the Oprah magazine July edition to read Harper Lee's letter about the love and necessity of reading. I can't say that it is all that satisfying. I want fiction from the woman, as does the rest of the world. But good for Oprah, anyhow.
I like Oprah in a sort of way that involves never watching her television show or buying her products. (I avoid novels with "Oprah's Book Club" stickers). I think I just like the idea of a woman media mogul. President Oprah and VP Barack Obama, anyone? She could easily be the one, I am just saying.... I want a female African American president and a Chicano female VP, but I'd settle for Obama. Or Edwards- I love a Southern Democrat with a drawl. I miss hearing Bill Clinton speak, that's all. An intelligent politician. With that adorable Alabama accent.... Sigh.
Why do I have absolutely no direction in my posts? I can't even control it when I know what I want to say....
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