Yes! Yes! After a whirlwind week of caretaking for my sister and her brand new shiny metal ass hip, trying to scrub a couple of layers of accumulated winter filth from every possible surface in the house and satisfying my gardening jones due to the fantastic early spring weather here in Chicagoland, I dropped in to take a quick perusal at DK to see what's been going on today and what do I find? Meta! Not just meta, but great big heaping gobs of meta. At least two diaries and nearly 2500 comment's worth of meta. It's a veritable feast of meta!
Now, if tomorrow was going to be a day like today I would be totally screwed out of enjoying all the delicious meta that has been prepared for my delectation. The visiting nurses and physical therapists, the sponge bathing and bandage changing alone would be enough to keep me from partaking in this feast. Throw in the beautiful weather and there aren't enough hours in the day to keep up with it all. Although vegetable seeds and mass quantities of plants are making their way to me nestled in the gentle bosom of a UPS truck as we speak, I couldn't stop myself from getting a fix today when I headed out to my local nursery to load up on pansies, violas and some interesting herbs. If tomorrow were like today, then I would be crushed to find myself unable to take the time to plow through all of that enticing meta. So much meta, so little time.
But tomorrow is not going to be like today. My sister is doing pretty well, and there will be no nurse coming by tomorrow, nor will the therapist come along to make my sister do what needs to be done. And weather.com tells me that there is 100% chance of rain tomorrow. 100%! Looks like I might have a chance to sit a spell and take a load off.
Now, I have no dog in this meta fight or meta money hanging on the outcome. I haven't gotten into the particulars of this version of meta war, but I don't see myself heading off to rip anyone a new one over this right now. I've been here a good while and I think the rules work okay. When it comes to battles, I give as good as I get when I want to, but I don't much want to these days. I find that taking care of my family, trying to help my neighbors hang on just a little longer and participating as best I can in making this country a better place is pretty time consuming. So I just don't hang around to participate in meta wars much these days. Maybe I should. Or not. And also.
But one thing is clear. I'm getting meta in the morning. I'm going to get my sister medicated and safely on and off the potty, then I'm heading down to that evil Starbucks around the corner where I shall purchase a venti mocha for myself and a venti vanilla chai and a bowl of oatmeal for my sister. Then I'm heading back to my computer lair where I will be indulging in the luxurious occupation of doing nothing, nothing but reading meta, and comments about meta, and comments about comments about meta. I will not go through my inbox and clean out the hundreds of emails or do any of a number of computer tasks that need to be dealt with on a lazy day. No, I'm going to do nothing but plow through a whole bunch of meta.
When I realized my great fortune in having this convergence of events, a song parody immediately popped into my head. It's not as good as our own nonnie9999 can do, but what do you expect from an impromptu brain fart?
To the tune of "Get Me to the Church on Time", all together now....
"I'm gettin' Meta in the mornin'
Ding dong! The battle is sublime...
Offend and defile me. Insult and revile me...
Just get me to DKos on time!"
Wasn't that rousing? Good times... ;-)