No question, I'm suggestible. I'm also one of those sad-ass people who believes anything - no matter how implausible. Not that I'm trying to give y'all ammunition, but if you tell me, in 1993 you opened for Bob Dylan at the Forum, I'll ask you what you ate in the green room. People seem to have fun with this element of my personality. Mean people.
Anyway, back to my suggestible, rather than gullible, nature - this week two blog phenomena are underway:
But in this weird, osmosis-like turn, I've managed to wear entirely home-sewn items this week:
So, if it's solidarity you seek, I'm on it. But I'm not joining you at the new ice hotel in South Carolina. Even if they have managed to control the atmospheric temperature above a small span of Hilton Head. That's where I draw the line.