I saw the Beatrice Arthur Special last night. There are probably gayer things, but my mind is drawing a blank. This is most likely because it has been SEVERELY TRAUMATIZED by this show. BA, Rock Hudson, Melba Moore, and Waylon Flowers and Madame all singing is scary enough. But Bea Arthur in low cut tops and skirts slit up to her hip? Bea and Mr. Drummond doing Steve Martin impersonations? Bea and Rock singing about poppers???????? (the old 1979/1980 commericals ruled though. And made me sad.)

I am writing this on the library computer. My precious darling is all fixed and I should have been in Short Hills by now. But, I got this call from my ride (ho ho) today saying "I've got bad news, worse news, and sort of good news" and the good news is "I'm not in jail." I really should RUN, no? And then I felt bad that I feel bad because it's not me with car issues.

(and I feel really low that my gut reaction is "I SHAVED FOR NOTHING????")