One day soon, I believe I will start to set aside a few notes – a topic or two that I can refer to when I’m sitting here every morning at the keyboard.

These topics or notes may very well be invaluable, especially on days that my muse is probably passed out on a beach somewhere in Florida, schnockered out on Schnapps. These are the Old Mother Hubbard mornings in the Such Is Life household: the creative cupboard is bare.

And yet, consistently I have pulled rabbits out of hats and ended up with some sort of posting, even if that particular rabbit looks like he was wrestling with my drunken muse, over a carrot lying in the sand.

To be honest, I’ve even gone to bed with a few ideas in my head, but by morning, they have vanished, like Paris Hilton’s recording career. I need to discipline myself, to record these passing thoughts, before they pass right on through, and leave me (once again – once too often) sitting here in front of my computer, with nothing to work with.

(And no dazzling Apple to inspire me in their absence…)

Hey, as a matter of fact, I do have something I wanted to bring up. Try and catch a few episodes of “Late Night With Conan O’Brien” this week, if you don’t already. This is the end of his late-nite run, before he takes over the Tonight Show in a couple of months. I’m not a huge fan, but “going-out-of-business” events are always full of unexpected surprises, and who knows who may end up appearing? What have you got to lose??

And if you happen to spot my muse in the studio audience, could you tell him to get his sorry ass back up here to Canada???

Chow for now!!