I'm feeling low and mean today, not good blog posting conditions, so I'll keep it short. The sky looks like the inside of a ping-pong ball, except greyer. Will it actually rain? No, probably not. (Addendum: it rained while I was finishing this up. Slightly).
Looks like a real fun place to live, hm?
(Image stolen from the Portland riverfront cam, KATU television.)
I wish I had a million dollars (several millions. a billion would be nice), then I'd be able to play fairy godmother and anonymously drop money on people who need it. Can't buy love but could at least buy relief from a whole lot of stress. Like mafia leaving packages on your doorstep, but in a good way.
We'd have to go with cash, otherwise the IRS would get wind of it, and Dog knows there isn't enough tax shelters for the rich for them to pursue. I better stop now before I become too vitriolic. It's a nice daydream, isn't it? Unfortunately I'm not ruthless nor lucky enough to get my hands on that much cash.