Spiders Must Get Depressed to...
Margaret made some killer coffee* this morning! Harley was unusually hyper (spring and all). Curt and I chatted about the Tommy Morrison script
. I read Curt's 4 page treatment and really liked it (however, I caught some spelling errors.. imagine ME finding spelling errors!?). Anyway, It will make for an entertaining and very compelling story of the 'Great White Hope'. Still working on the paperwork for tomorrow's IRS meeting
. I'd much rather have a root canal ... oh well. Evidently, my stress and irritability has given rise to some 'bad karma'. Not only was Margaret and Harley a bit down yesterday, a brown spider seems to have succumbed to my negative energy. While going for my 2nd cup of coffee this AM, an eight legged freak made it's way toward my JavaCuisinart. Spiders are about 3rd on my list of 'Things DM Fears'. SO, I patiently waited while it crawled. Unfortunately, the creature jumped onto the outside of the pot and then I was shocked as it went up and over into the *black, hot liquid. ewwww... I guess spiders get incurably depressed as well.
OK, so now I'm off to create some good thoughts, great accomplishments and print some more tax documents... and as the Sterophonics
would say... "Have a Nice Day". :-D