This is it. I've made up my mind. When I am old, I shall pass right on by the purple dresses and red hats and head straight for the motorcycle shop. I'm thinking purple leathers and a red helmet
In fact, my writing muse has taken this whole line of thought and flown out the door and down the open road. . . and she refuses to be chained to the computer today. Guess I'll go torch (YEAH!) and do some meditating on the whole "meaning of life" thing.
Except now, I just realized I wrote "meaning of life". Heehee, Monty Python sprang to mind as soon as I typed that! Okay, so now, I guess I'll go sit at the torch, happily melting glass and trying to remember snippets of songs from The Life of Brian.