in my cd player... Splashdown Redshift EP   on the page... Bret Easton Ellis bits and pieces of Glamorama   into... randmcnally.com and every route between Raton, NM and Houston, TX; desperately trying to escape to the gym; being a project scapegoat; Melissa Kaplan's subtle joy; having a perfectly legal, perfectly inspected automobile   but definitely not into... the sporadic-at-best cellular signals over Western Texas   police protocol... Somewhere tucked away in my dense and messy mind, I think I have the number of cop cars needed for a Presidential motorcade. However, today when I passed something looking conspicuously like one near the intersection of 15th and Pennsylvania, I couldn't put my hands on it.   halfsies... There is something disconcerting about passing a good number of flags flying at half staff and not knowing why. As if you're either on the verge of very bad news or just egregiously out of the loop.   not the greatest story ever told... People are always asking what the hell is up with white rabbit. And so finally Todd has come forth with the story, that after careful reading, isn't really amusing in the least. What I do find funny is how Brandon is committed to conspiring to help Todd out. Give him that much needed boost by keeping me oh-so-occupied come midnight on the last day of this month.   update... Still no Jim. Hmmmmm.