Hmmm... How does one act domestic? Does that mean not being a border reiver?
Would that storm that hit out that way be the one bearing down on my area today? I hope not, had enough of the power going out, down, around, dance fever-dance fever to last me for awhile. Herkimer county? Any idea whereabouts? I could throw on a kilt and sporran and go act like a mad Cameron. That would get quite a crowd going.
I almost ran over an angel, he had a nice big fat CIGAR. In a sense, you know you're alone here. If you jump, you'd best jump far. Oh, God -could it be the weather. Oh God, why am I here? If love, isn't forever. Then it's not the weather, hand me my leather. -Tori Amos, Leather.