it is of little consolation to me that, though i may find my mind devoid of any rational thought at such moments convenient for blog-posting, i will wake in the middle of the night (such as tonight) with an over-abundance of ideas. and so, dear reader, i sit here (a bit chilly) with a few notes for the future:

• a wine recommendation
  
• eliot, emerson, and poe
• the cloverdale mansion
• the expanded postcard project
• an intelligent discussion on the merits of busting ghosts, and the necessary lack of fear in order for it to make one feel good

in closing, i will simply point out that i nearly lost a lung tonight after watching this week's (previously tivo'd) arrested development - more specifically, this week's scenes from next week's arrested development, in which gob finds his severed fingers have been re-attached in the wrong orientation (middle first). next time i will remember not to delete, so as to grab a screen capture for you to enjoy the hilarity yourself.

now, go back to sleep!