Sometimes you start to write one song, and an entirely different one shows up. If that doesn't sound like life, I don't know what does.
On an unrelated note, you can see some of my pictures from Ireland here.
Also, what on earth is up with our governor (if indeed he is still governor at this point...we are awaiting his likely resignation)? I am so very tired of politicians and their scandals. I heard a radio commentator today arguing that we should stay out of what happens in people's bedrooms and hotel rooms, and that people are coming down too hard on Eliot Spitzer. Not to dwell on the obvious, but this is not just a case of someone messing around, which is so common that we barely bat an eye. This is about an elected official involved with prostitution, which last I checked is illegal.
And now this is the post I didn't expect to write.