"What good are notebooks?"

One of my favorite musicians, Mr. David Byrne (in the above song, Life During Wartime) asks, "What good are notebooks? They won't help me survive."

Mmmm...I dunno. Mine can be a lifeline some times. My catch alls. My hopes. My dreams. My good days. My shitty crappy days. My moments. My keeper of my sanity. My little blip of time on this planet contained in the pages of a book.

Here's the end of the book that I promised you. I'll be showing you my new journal tomorrow. I added a photo album of my May journal to the right hand side of the page. It's a slideshow of the entire month's journal. You can ask my husband who Randolph Stoddard is (click on each of those two names for an idea).LOL. Film buff that he is... ;)

I'll also be picking up a couple of hell raisers from the airport in the morning. I can not wait for the fun to begin. The shops in So CA better be prepared for us. The hotel better have a nice big ol' table for makin' art. Here we come!!!