my friend passed over

I started out to eulogize about my friend who passed over recently (‘passed over’ is the new age term for passing onto the great beyond), but I ran out of words for her. She’s out with her alien friends now, and probably much happier. America On Line had a big slow down last night. I got a frantic call from Bubba Sean about this situation, but I didn’t have any problem logging on — but apparently everyone else did have trouble. Such is the nature of the Net. I took the abbreviated course around the lake, sort of like a long walk to the office, or a short hike, something to get me outside long enough to enjoy a portion of the day, and yesterday I saw the nicest Cardinal, male bird, all bright red, and cheeky looking. The day before, it was a water snake (but not a dreaded cotton mouth), and all this nature stuff got me thinking about seeing different vision, similar in creature appearance, down at the other end of the lake, just last year. I know it means something, but just what? Looks like I didn’t win the lottery again last night. The copy desk at one publication outlet bounced back my funniest typo so far: “Romeo and Gillette” [a close have, that one].