Alone, and just a little lonely this Saturday evening, here with my best little buddy, Beau the Wonderbeagle.
He's asleep, and so I let lie.

I've seen every single old movie TCM has scheduled tonight, too many times to watch em again...and am having a hard time distracting myself right now.
Even C-Span's BookTV--which I normally love--is a little boring to me right now...and almost everything else on T.V. is, as usual, totally worthless...
200 + channels and nothing on...
It really is a "vast wasteland"--and I suppose it explains the idiocy that's gotten U.S. Trump.

I'm a little blue--reflective, and slightly sad this evening, after attending funeral services for a wonderful woman, friend, and Grand Old Southern Lady earlier this afternoon.
She was 93 years young--sharp and spry till the end--and will be missed by ALL who knew her--Or at least by those who have ANY clue, and/or give a damn about Wit, Wisdom, Kindness, Gentility, Beauty, Truth, Love, and other such quaint, underappreciated, and apparently fast fading qualities.

But nevertheless, I'm STILL HERE--though alone again--and wishing I had the affectionate, intelligent and just plain FUN companionship I so long for...to talk and cut up with; to play around, and sing and dance, and make laughter, memories, and love with--and to help, and to help me; and to again join with in love living this beautiful, wonderful, and fastly fleeting life.