Dark side of the Moon Unit Zappa

Must... go... read...
but I really want to post, first.

Where to start? Well, last nite, I was driving home from another totally fly Bible study down in ye olde South Carolina, listening to some Warrant and Deep Purple, dreaming of hair band days, when I chanced to look up. And holy, moly! No, I didn't see the throne of God with Jesus to his right and Lazurus nestled in Abraham's bosom. I saw one ginourmous moon. And my, what a lovely drive it was. I have to admit, it's delightful to live in a metro area that is so close to the uptown of a city, yet still has tons o'trees (though continously felled by developers). Ack, another idyllic instance of Wanting to Stay in Charlotte. I'm sure it will wear off soon enough. Anyway, when I was on this mystical journey, I realized with horror that I had accidentally taped Oprah instead of the newest episode of Lost! That was a crushing blow, I assure you, gentle readers, even with a second Warrant song to cheer me. I do dig Oprah, so that wasn't too terrible.

Ack, and now bin Laden wants to blow up more Americans. Sigh.