(Don't ask me, I just dream them up!)

Literally in that case. It's been an interesting few days with words anyway. I thought I heard the man on the radio say something was "exhuberating." I assume he really said "exhilerating", but I quite like the other word. It reminded me of a letter to the New York Times, pointing out that the late Haywood Hale Broun had called thinking of the exact right riposte far too late, "departee." So, maybe the bazomda had to do with ducking behind trees so Roni's mother-in-law wouldn't see me.

I had me an Altzheimer's moment. I'd been reading a paperback of A TREE GROWS IN BROOKLYN and wondered where I'd gotten it. It looked like a library book that hadn't been released. Hmm. I must, I thought, have gotten it at some booksale some years ago. Even when I got the late notice from the library, I still didn't remember checking it out! Oh, but hey, it's a great book and ends too soon. I want to find out what happens next!

My VCR went on the fritz. Argh. For the season, I actually LIKE ACTION. It's obviously written by writers, hello tautology. What I mean is the writer's point of view is shown, with the constant "notes" and rewrites and no one remembers your name. I like JUDGING AMY. Monday at 9 is hard... I'm taping FAMILY LAW, Rich is watching the LAW AND ORDER spinoff, and whiny Ally will have to wait for summer reruns. I decided to stick with FELICITY instead of THIRD WATCH. I like ONCE AND AGAIN (I think that's the one, not NOW AND AGAIN, anyway the Tuesday one, not the Friday). So this was no time for the VCR to give up. I took it in to be cleaned. He says it'll probably last another year. Good, I'm looking at getting a dual deck or two new ones by then.

It's China's 50th anniversary. Not exactly lovers of democracy, no matter how much they've bought for/from King William.

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So, on the campaign, which has been getting to be more fun of late:
"Things have got curiouser and curiouser during the last, eyes-glazing-over months of the Clinton administration. No, we're not talking about the scandals--yes, they're still going on out there somewhere, mainly in the Justice Department--but all the ironies. And the greatest of them is this: The legacy of U Know Who, the policy wonk-in-chief, the master politico, might prove to be the American people's utter disaffection with the whole political process.
"So naturally we get Bill Bradley, a nice enough guy with a vague enough agenda and so little charisma that nobody is going to call him clintonesque. No wonder we're all falling in love."
---Arkansas Democrat-Gazette, 10/01
Phil Yost says "Gore's invocation of Gandhi is like a minister saying he felt led by God to have the church parking lot restriped."
Giggle, giggle, snort.
Charles Lane, meanwhile, writes about McCain.