Like many other JMDLers, I often get up during the night to pee a fecking
anaconda.
I was looking forward to tonight's little wake-up call from nature because I
thought I'd finally be able to read some up-to-the-minute,
close-encounters-of-the-Joni-kind stories from our Toronto representatives.
But no . . .
Oddly, there have been just a few posts here about the Toronto thing -- from
Jimmy and Coyote Rick a couple of days ago, then Jody, and most recently,
Mags. Plus a post last night from Kakki suggesting that we all might hear
some amazing stories soon. (It didn't happen.)
Makes me wonder about the incredible silence from some of the people who are
there in Toronto with Joni, but still aren't telling us anything about what's
going on. People like Ashara. And Sal. Polifka. And what about Epstein and
the Ruby Slippers? Hmmmm . . .
My guess is that some of our JMDLers have horribly embarrassed themselves in
front of Joni, and they're just too ashamed to tell the rest of us exactly
what's going on. Who knows what this crazy group may have done to warrant
such strange silence about this special event? Between you and me, I wouldn't
put it past any one of them to slap an inebriated arm around poor Kilauren
and ask the nearest photographer to, "Get one of me and 'Little Green' here."
They say that no news is good news, but in this case I just don't know.
--Bob
