Since it's almost spring, I'm going to give one last moment to winter, a season that I love.
Bleak, that’s a given. No sun for
days. The spring doesn’t arrive
soon enough. You can drive chewed-
up streets, never be lulled into a smooth
ride. It’s declining, you’re declining.
You don’t have to pretend everything
is wonderful and nobody says it’s too
pretty to stay inside and when you drive
downtown you can see Joe Louis’ fist
sticking out, all that gold in the midst
of the grey sky and you think of all
the hits you’ve taken and all the ones
you’ve given and you see snow, like
the tiniest stars, falling all around you.
Michelle's Spell of the Day
"You must have found me because I wished so hard." Dare Wright, The Lonely Doll
Love in the Afternoon
1 shot Tequila Rose
1 shot of Godiva Dark Chocolate liqueur
Benedictions and Maledictions
Happy Sunday! The Sopranos are on tonight, good people. Do not forget!