Thanks to Barbara at Walmart and Shally at The Plum Tree.

Right now, Melody Gardot serenades my eardrums, although I could have gone to an April Taylor concert or played more Claire Lynch on my SIII playlist, after showing my mother videos of Robert MacDuffie and his magic violin while we watched the Baylor Bears and ULM Warhawks have an end zone showdown in Louisiana.

Up here in the quiet ‘burbs of upper East Tennessee, friends of my parents ask me why is it that four out of six current female U.S. state governors are Republican.. Tonight, my mother and I discussed the issue, wondering about the influence of Kay Bailey Hutchison, the female senator from Texas.

Today is one of those when sweet dreams are more appealing than passing issues, holding off the thought of two million free Papa John’s pizzas, T20 cricket, federal prisoners earning a living wage, minus room and board, boardrooms, Luis Bonfa’s music on long freeway drives, Miami wildernesses saying hello to my little friends and Merkel’s secret army of advisors.

I’m not really here, am I?

am I?

What’s a stolen clock design got to do with it? Ask CEO Tim the cook.

Auf wiedersehen, Herr Myers unt Christian Schmitt.

Si tu savais…