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There's that moment that you wake up and realize that you will have an amazing summer.

- Vegas in T-10 days, Martini, A-Train, K-Roc, Kimmy, the Asian Part Posse, Pouncy if I'm lucky, and now it appears that the kidz from Detroit are flying in to join the weekday portion of the partay as well.

- Pookie and HoneyDunce arrive in Montreal two weeks later for four solid days of fun and sun and jazz

- And then two weeks after that an amazing trip that involves a stop in D-Town to see K-Yo and hopefully Princess D and also the little one(s), mountain climbing with my Hoosier+ChiTown posse, a week in San Fran with the "wow, those folks are cray cray" people whom I love dearly, and then Sonoma/Napa again with the Asian party posse for what will be a lovely wedding.

And there is rumor of a weekend in the Burgh to see some baseball, but you can't count on me to not break that up before it happens.

And then it will be football season again.

I don't like this nonsense that I've become a northerner because I consider summer to be three months. That can't be my future.

But then you stop and think of the way that the summer is going to fly by. And you stop to wonder, but when will I slow down enough to find the other things I'm looking for? And then you realize that you won't, and that those things will have to find their way to you and that will have to be the way that works. And you hope that it really is true that you'll attract what you need in the universe. In all ways.

And the other day I got all sefl-righteous and was all like "If all you ever do is all you ever know, you'll never learn anything" to somebody. But isn't this all I ever do? Turn the speedometer up to high and dive into the party? Would I not be better served by trying something new and slowing down or stopping for a while? Or am I just what I am?

That's all. Thanks for tuning in for tonights inspiring psychological evaluation. That "Sex and the City" quiz said I was Sam Jones. I think I may be okay with that, and I don't just mean because she gets laid a lot.