The Burrow

My e-cation was a blessed relief from the superpac ads which bombarded our airwaves in the days leading up to our special election on the 12th.  I had hoped for substance; what I got were slogans.  I absented myself from the television except for bits and pieces of the occasional basketball game.  Commercials were muted, but the visuals were still there..... like these two items, following one after the other...with big bold letters linking Ron Barber to Barack Obama and then... with nary a pause... came Cannibal's Girlftriend Speaks/Live at 10. I went back to my novel. ***** I understand why Little Cuter refused to leave the womb, necessitating knives and surgery and many interesting drugs that morning in May.  Watsu , an acquatic massage experience which takes place, at Canyon Ranch, in a domed and decorated space created to provide as relaxing an experience as I have ever known. At first, it was a little up-close-and-personal for me.  My inner-New-Yorke...

That's my pal, Bunionella, hawking our friend's bunion-fixing device.  I have no first hand knowledge of the effectiveness of the device, but I can tell you that this video has been watched a gazillion times, mostly by males ages 14-17.  Why this is true I cannot say, but the device's creator has access to this kind of information and swears to its veracity. All I can tell you is that we've had a pretty good time laughing about the fact that she's gone viral amongst the pubertal set.  Is there an outbreak of bunions among our youth?  Hardly.  I think it's because Bunionella is one of the world's truly funny people.  She's like this day in and day out.  Listening to her tell stories is one of the great pleasures in my life.  She and her Ukranian Hunk of a Husband have been visiting our humble abode and I've been laughing myself silly.  Unfortunately, all this hysteria has not allowed time for a proper blogging experience.  So, for tod...