“I Am a Refection of You”…Mundane Murders…
While Dan is off writing furiously on Chapter Three of “Déjà Vu” , I thought I’d climb back out from under my rock, you know, the one that can be found in the cave in which I live, to give you a vague blow-by-blow on how each day begins for MsBurb. Now, I could say I start my mornings…but who’s kidding who? I don’t have mornings, I have afternoons…which flow into wee hours of the next morning…my days begin when most of you civil people want to end yours. And if you’ve been following MsBurb at all, each day is kinda divided into two chemicals – Hot Drugs (aka Coffee) and Cold Drugs (aka Booze) – and where one ends, the other begins. But at the start of my day, coffee reigns supreme, but somehow, when others add flavoured creamers to theirs for zest, mine just doesn’t go down smoothly without a daily pinch of MURDER. Yeah, I’m not proud. My preference has always been autopsy reports but hey, crime scene photos or evidence documents will do in a pinch too...
