Dance, Varmint!

I don't know how many Loony Toons featured Bugs Bunny drawing lines in the sand, and Yosemite Sam stepping over them in succession, until finally going off a cliff. Three people now know the URL to this Blog: two co-workers and my mom. By sharing the address, I have stepped willingly, without really knowing why, across a line from simple self-indulgence (if that can ever be simple) to crying for attention, maybe even help. Wild oscillation. I see a dusty battered Yosemite Sam, six-shooters trained on Bugs: "Dance, Varmint!"