What to write...on this beautiful night?

2:27am...catching the final "Roseanne" on TV Land...don't know i've seen this since the first, original time. Odd. This show was SO great, but lost its way. Decent final scene, though. Hard to hate it based on the genius that was so much of this show's run. Oh, wow...NOW the pilot's on! And there's a different DJ!?

Hmm, so ROSEANNE is what i've decided to write about? Eh, not so much. Been a very strange Sunday. Walked briefly...too briefly...through Brooklyn. Borough Park. Lots of Jews...and me. Gorgeous afternoon. Eventually I kinda got annoyed doin a lot of running around. But I came home to an empty house and all was well. Instantaneously soothed me. Getting more into being alone by the day. And I pondered life. And drank red wine. And all the windows are open as wide as can be to allow in this INCREDIBLE mid-July air (65, breezy and low humidity now). And that's it. Just wanted to write SOMEthing. A good Sunday. I mean, I'm alive.