Though you don't believe that they do...

They do come true
For did my dreams
Come True
When I looked at you

Ah, Stevie Wonder. Kinkajou saved the day. His name comes from a ridiculous crack we shared over Paris Hilton's latest shoulder "accessory", a tiny brown fuzzy so-ugly-it's-cute animal that I've learned can't be housebroken. Neither can Paris, from what they write.

Another week, another interview. This particular troll asked me "Do you have a problem with diversity?" KJou and another one of my co-workers FELL on the floor laughing. My closest friends AREN'T WHITE. DUHHHH!!!

Let's see...I've dated 2 Haitians, 1 Mulatto (an outdated term, but he and his mom stood by it and they were from Savannah), 3 Jamaicans, various Joses, Juans, and other interesting mutts. One guy was a Pre-fab Keanu--he was Japanese and Jewish. His big joke was that he would open his own restaurant and call it Sosumi (say it a few times, it'll sink in.) Another guy was Korean, Hispanic and Irish. (Kimchee with whisky, anyone?) Um, yeah. I think I have that diversity thingie down. In addition to the various Johnny Goombah wannabes and of course, a few shamrocks thrown in for good measure. Some of 'em had more freckles than I did, now that I think of it.

Silly, silly. This person probably thinks George Clinton is Bill's other brother. HA!

Where does KJou come into this particular entry? Last week, my 1986 tape of Overjoyed, a lush piano gem by Stevie, snapped. What did I expect after playing a TDK cassette constantly for 20 years? I'm surprised it held up that long. Enter KJou, who not only met THE MASTER, but played with Wonder himself. Jou delights in this story. Perfect guy to burn me a new cd of one of my favorite songs, I'll say. It's happily in my RealPlayer, and will be added to my iTunes at home.

And now, for my Joy to the World mix from Paris. (France, not Hilton.) This thing is so rare, it's worth hundreds of dollars. Nothing better than an 8-minute house mix of a great Christmas carol. And I got it for $43! That's cheap, since some guy on amazon.uk wanted $170 for it. Yeesh.

I guess I got lucky.

The Going Home Hour approaches. Thank god. Two days without Pinochet or any of the Twits.