Yesterday's post(s) got away from me, I think. Well, I like that. I'm also thinking how it's funny to have a public blog but be reluctant to advertise it on Facebook, where so many people from my Real Life are keeping track of me. I like this little club. Think about it. Sweden, Chile, Spain, Texas, Oregon and a goodly number from right here in High Point. How did we all get here?

Anyway, what I was trying to get at, but got distracted, was that I get these ideas, these thoughts that are winking and blinking at me, saying "Blog post, blog post," and then my day surges in, and off they go.

Today's thought, well, really last night's, is that Neal Stephenson is even better than I remembered, and I remembered a fantastic writer. lizardek , have you read anything by him? I started with Cryptonomicon, super oversimplified when I say it's the history of cryptography. He is just a master character artist, a brilliant turner of phrases, and just a whopping good read. The only problem with Quicksilver, the book I started last night, is that it's so heavy, it's hard to read from a prone position.

I like to read myself to sleep at night. Indeed, I'm not sure I could actually get to sleep without a book in my hands. So having a weight roughly equivalent to a BRICK is tough.

So..yoga done, just a little blog post done. Dishes done from last night. I may be the only person I know who doesn't MIND getting up to dishes. In fact, I'd much rather do dishes while my coffee brews in the morning than tackle them at night, when what I really want to do is get up from the table and just wander into my bedroom, pick up my book and settle in.

Okay, day. Surge in. I'm ready for ya.