And You were There, And You . . .

But Auntie Em, it was so real!

MC Etcher was the Tin Man . . .

Ok, so I just dreamed this morning that
I was blogging these very words.
What does it all mean?

I'm caught in some sick cycle today--
it has got to be my sinus and the air conditioning--you think?

I'm reading Amy Tan's _Secret Senses_ and I'm in love
with her words, wit, and sense of humor.
Sinking into this fictious world has been delightful.

Anyone seeing M. Night's _Lady in Water_ tonight? Ooooo,
I adore his work!

Hitherto, I promise you won't hear any personal drama
for a while (unless I leave tracks on your own blogs);
I had forgotten what was needed--
academic insights from my world, of course.

As I work the next few weeks,
I'll post tid bits from what I read.

Toddles.