Victory and goodbye to George

The Diva Bag is completed!! Yippee. Yahoo. It is in fact, quite lovely, and I have received two compliments from strangers as I tote it around. Jkid says she'll post a photo for me...if only I will give her the bag. Au contraire, mon petit chou. Ha!--two with one blow. Deny her the opportunity to snag the bag and assault her with really bad fake French. I like the bag, may make another. It does put me in mind of a diaper bag, though.

George Carlin 1937-2008

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And on to sadness at the passing of George Carlin. He was a funny guy, although sometimes I felt sad watching him make me laugh. He often seemed sad to me. Maybe it was projection on my part, but that's how it seemed. Anyway, George changed my life. I recall the joy and shock of hearing the "Seven Dirty Words" riff for the first time. I remember the door opening in my brain when the HippyDippyWeatherman told me it would be "dark, followed by light". I remember seeing words in a different way when he asked why we park on a driveway and drive on a parkway. I remember feeling so cool and so much a part of something avant guarde and special when I listened to him, and the fun of repeating his bits to unsuspecting folk who didn't know that I wasn't the one who had had the genius to come up with all that stuff. I think George was a gentle soul, who really felt bad at the injustice of the world, and I think he held on to that gentleness through the drugs and the sex and the wars and the "stuff". In your honor George, I will drink no bottled water for a week. Rest in peace, my friend.