I meant to write something today. It’s amazing how much stress can corrode your brain until there’s nothing left but the ability to sit on the couch and watch numbing tv.

Mom and Dad are out of India and Nepal or where ever else it was they were supposed to be the last couple of weeks. They’re in Amsterdam, most likely looking for clean water and toilets you sit on. Then it’s off to Poland for them. I’m jealous, if I didn’t have this show to do in a couple of weeks, I would have gone too. Next time.

Cale and I talk about Heroes and Lost every week. It’s part of our morning rituals.

Heroes had its season finale this past Monday and Lost’s is tonight last night. I’m wondering what the next show in line for our morning chat will be. I’m going to put my vote in right now for “So you think you can dance?” Last year I got sucked into that show what with it’s crazy legs and cute boys flirting with … well everyone on stage. It was a beautiful thing.

I think I had a lot more to say, but I can’t remember now.

So instead, watch this. It’s pretty.