Waking up a little cranky, I realise how lucky I am. I get to phone strangers up and say “I need a clown.” If you’ve never done it, I recommend you try. How can you frown when demanding a clown?
Someone from the Dance Dance Imolation team called me up to answer a question about playa LCD usage. How sweet. Her next project sounds amazing too – imagine dancing with fire without first bothering to attach it to yourself.
Someone spontaneously volunteereed help for the Flipside DMV.
Someone is fixing our plumbing downstairs.
Mary is nearby.
Life is unmistakeably fantastic.