Cat got my tongue?
No.
But I am laughing on the phone with that sexy bastard Jess.
I can't write laughing like this.
But I will tell people they should watch those blog rolls on community sites. Watch mine, oops, someone's gone. Gone at Third Estate Sunday Review, gone at The Daily Jot, . . .
Gone, going gone . . .
As Jack Johnson sings. In fact "Gone" (his version and the Black Eyed Peas) actually makes for a good dedication to someone.
She knows who she is.
So to her, I dedicate "Gone."
I'll have more when I'm done laughing -- and calling everyone I know.
In the meantime, sing "Gone" to yourself.
Or join Jess & I in our update on Poison: "Every olive branch has it's thorns . . ."
