
Last night my mother called me. She told me she loves me. I hung up and thought: "Oh, well, she just said that because she loves me." I guess that's a true statement.
Life works. The universe likes me. Sense equals nonsense. Nothing matters, so everything does. Whoopee, I'm alive!


Isn't it wonderful? Dustbunny is still growing thanks to his healthy diet of handpicked dust, hair, select breadcrumbs and the occasional dandruff. Curious critter that he is, he even grew an eye. I wonder what will be next.
