Snoqualmie

She's a total blam blam!

I've developed a ridiculous obsession with the album Changesbowie lately. I'm currently listening to it for the fourth time today, in the mistaken conviction that it will help me write a project outline for Hunter-Gatherer Archaeology. It won't. It will distract me intensely because every time I get to "Suffragette City" my head will be filled with the image of a gruff prison guard trying to get the attention of a clever, but criminal, author to tell him that he's used up his telephone call for the week and needs to hang up. "Hey, man," the guard says, and the author replies, "Aw, leave me alone." But the guard insists. "Hey, man," he says again, "O. Henry, get off the phone."