Flotsam.

Fuckall. I got nothing. Where's a pesky meme when you need one?

Well.

I woke up this morning to find my knees had erupted in bruises over the night. Could be the weather. Or the tae bo. Or maybe all that church.

I found a website for the old cartoon Wildfire which I will not be linking to. Good christ, no.

I learned a new word, thanks to Peter S. Beagle*.
thaumaturge: a performer of miracles or magic feats

*Still haven't read his sequel Two Hearts--probably because I've no desire to invest in his audio version of The Last Unicorn (not while Christopher Lee is, I'm sure, out there somewhere just waiting to molest it).