Excellent!!!
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "Ann" <awoelflebater@...> wrote:
>
> It has been a marathon. Emily is speaking in tongues, gesticulating on the
> floor after having worn herself plum out with all of those CAPITAL LETTERS
> today, behind which lies a lot of heart and a generous dollop of pure, human
> feeling. She is near done in. Share has opened her archives of private
> correspondence in a last ditch effort to demonstrate the purity of her heart
> and intention. Judy is not quite buying it. Doc is relaxing back with a
> soothing drink and taking it all in as just another interesting
> manifestation of the human condition. Barry sits poised ready to churn out
> his usual morning fare, commenting on the darker aspects of what this all
> means. Buck waxes forth on unrelated subjects that continue to pop up rather
> humorously between diatribes - like radishes suddenly appearing on a New York
> sidewalk. Curtis is not sure whether to keep unraveling the meaning of a song
> nearly a century old or to proudly assert his good and upright intentions.
> Raunchy simply waits for the perfect moment to add a little cayenne and
> tincture of iodine. Ravi, between smokes where he appears languid and
> unworried, has a stiletto hidden in his pant leg. And Robin, where is Robin
> in all this? Perhaps well past what is happening in the here and now and
> preparing for the new day like the little fish looking up from the depths of
> the ocean at the crashing waves above.
>
