ticktockman

I'm not an actor, but I play one in my dreams
Seriously, every night I'm in a different show, from Battlestar to Buffy to Heroes and even House. Channeling my inner thespian, I suppose. Fun dreams, but need more tail (looking at YOU, Grace Park!).

Mother sent me a quilt. She sewed it herself. It's full of...colors. If you've looked at my pic (and hell, who hasn't?), you see my feelings about color. I'm sure there's a name for the style...the menage...the miasma of patterns, colors and designs she's applied to her creation, but I don't know it. I have a nice thick black comforter that I never use due to lack of cold weather, and now I have this. Don't like it...don't dislike it...mom never visits...

Such a moral quandary! I'll drink on it over the weekend.

Special thanks to the ladies who've stopped by for well wishes and to the new friends brightening my little interspace. Cheers,

-TTm