Hi there! 
I had planned to write about the death of Ray Bradbury. 
But you know what they say about God the cosmos laughing when you tell it your plans. Ha ha ha …
So … after writing this post with such care you’d think I was going for a Pulitzer Prize, I rose today and did my usual morning walk and a lot of stuff too boring to type with my horrible fingers.
And I worked more on my crowdsourcing project description. The damn thing sings, if I do say so. And I just did. Well, I write so. Whatever.
Plus I wrote even more words on the young adult novel. Yippee! 
Then, I realized that this is Dystonia Awareness Week. We dystoniacs get a whole freaking week to make you (officially) aware.
So, here’s a post I did on another blog about that. Please — pretty please — click the link, so you can be more aware, too. And the blog will get more traffic.
Talk to the hand … ha ha ha …
And here’s another post I wrote about two epiphanies I had today.
One of them is an error of omission caught in the nick of time.
One of them is a horrible realization and a feeling of deja vu.
Well, on that note, here’s a tune from Nik Nak’s Old Peculiar that Ray Bradbury probably would have liked.
And let’s hear it for Grace Jones and low-tech toys!
UPDATE: I’d never forgive myself if I didn’t embed this video about Bradbury. Again.
