no. 137: where it says table, read horse

I'm telling you right now:

Go to this link.
Watch. Listen. Love.

If you don't have time to listen to the whole hour (I was there, but I'm re-listening and have it going while I read Ayer for Philosophy-- it's eerie, a little), then load up the whole thing and go to the song "Errata" which begins around 30 minutes in. Bonnie's soprano voice is the sound of a ghost relationship sobbing tears of gold. That's my semi-professional analysis. Sitting there listening to her sing it gave me goose bumps and brought tears to my eyes. I thought I was just PMSing and caught in the moment, but here I am all weepy and marveling.

A big "Huzzah!" for Diamond. Props, my friend. And Bonnie-- you are a voice of ethereal light in the darkness. Right on.

It's been a LONG day, kidds, but I think I prefer opening shifts at Carma's.
I also never thought I'd say this, but I miss J.S. Mill. Ayer stresses me out.

H.