So last night I started my new life as a person who watches Letterman, and I really don't know what was wrong with me! I used to watch it all the time, I used to tape it if I missed one, I have no idea what the hell made me stop.

And of course this Bobby Blake thing is looking weird and maybe he's a suspect (I hope not, as I really do like him), but you know what? It's still not funny, it's still not a joke. I was reminded that Letterman never made an OJ joke, because the fact that there was a horrible double murder at the center of the whole thing, and these people had families who mourned them.

I remember why I used to want to marry Letterman.

I'm in a rush this morning, because tonight I have to go to Molly's Musicale (no typo, that's what they call it, the musical, like Lina Lamont) and I want to get to the office early. It's 8.27a right now, so I suppose that I am not getting in at 9a, but I never get in at 9a, no matter how hard I try. I'm hoping for 10a, though. Here are a couple of pictures, then.

This is the bird of paradise in my backyard in Hollywood. To me this isn't an exotic flower, it reminds me of home.

More shots of my church at home. I enhanced the colour a bit, I don't want you to think that it was actually radioactive as I took its picture. Or maybe you should! The things I do for you people.

More radioactive church! Ouch ouch ouch!

Lenten entries missed:

bgirl hates Corporate Speak, went to Miami, and also to Denver, and started wearing her sandals.

Today's horoscope:
Today, the old and the new may seem to be vying for attention in your approach to sensuality. Take the best from both worlds!

One year ago today:
And then, a couple of days later I thought, "That phrase would make a great new journal title."

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