there is something going on... deep in the forest... so get ready for INFINITY

O.K., so life is taking a turn for the even better. I admit to you all that I was feeling a bit on the morose side about having to spend so much time in Rockford... because it's for squares. It is. It's really boring, you can't walk anywhere, and there's ths weird vroomy buzz that happens every once in a while, and I'm not lying, it's because my mother's retirement abode is about 2 miles as the crow flies from the Rockford Speedway. Which is a NASCAR speedway. As in Talladega Nights, people.

But things, as always, took a turn for the better and I've been able to reduce my fretting. I got a call from Stone Soup and they're going to interview me next week, which is lovely. Then I went to Chicago last night and I met the most wonderful people at the leopard-print house, and even if they decide not to rent their extra room to me they still have to be my friends because they are SO FUN. I don't think I would mind living so far north, either (it's on Estes in Rogers Park). Seriously, these are some cool men.

I came back to Rockford feeling much better and much more at peace with my transitional state, and felt so good that I decided to walk to the Starbucks (which is like a mile and a half from my mom's house), and no it's not a nice walk (I have to walk down a nasty frontage road and through a dead zone of storage facilities and construction sites) and yes it rained on me a little, but it was my way of kicking this place in the ass and saying just because Rockford zones itself as though no one has any desire to walk anywhere ever, and just because people slow their gas guzzling cars down to gawk at the woman in the red Shanghai Travel Agency hat because they can't believe she is using her feet to get her someplace does NOT mean that I am going to lead my life any different than I normally would.

I AM AN AMBULATOR. I AM PERIPATETIC, AND DAMMIT, I WANT SOME COFFEE.

I was also rewarded for that because I went INTO the otherwise empty STarbucks and they had CDs for sale REALLY cheap, and one of them had M. Ward doing a cover of Let My Love Open the Door by Pete Townsend and you know I bought that, thank you very much.

I'm actually thinking about going to the speedway one night. Just to see what it's like.

I'm gonna wear my hat.