Keep the crazy going

Angela had this post about soap, and I was going to do an entire post about shower gel and Freeze and how I want to try Sonic Death Monkey just because of the name and Jack Black but then, too much explanation for 2am and I'm not up for discussing showers with only three hours' sleep. I'm wide awake and watching this pretty yellow-and-red swath of thunderstorm destruction pass over to the north of Nash Vegas on the weather map and have no ability at the moment to make anything even remotely funny right now. (Who knows WHAT Google searches would find me, posting about showering anyway.)

I started something Very Fun tonight - pictures tomorrow in daylight. I had a very good time knitting and watching Men In Trees. (The show. Not that I know any actual men in actual trees.)

I guess I should try to sleep. I'm just not into it right now. Possibly this has something to do with falling asleep in front of a Dog Whisperer marathon on NGEO, and dreaming that people were designing sweaters for dogs who were standing upright, who I initially interpreted as "people without arms." Don't ask! I said it was crazy! (They were just down by their sides in a weirdly non-shouldered pose.) The fact that this model had fur the exact color and consistency of a fawn-colored French Bulldog should have tipped me off. (In my defense, the dog was Really Tall.) I woke up scared and Hi! there was Cesar. Talking about calm submission. Of course I felt better!

My-ku:
Wooly worm pirate
with fantastic wool sock yarn
sadly has no feet

(There are Rules. Y'all, I did the best I could. And it's late!)