I talk to Vampires

Yesterday I was pre-interviewing a man about his new book about vampires when he told me that he is a vampire. Well, what does one do with that sort of information? Apparently he is not "undead" but is alive and doesn't drink blood. Instead, he sucks energy from people. A psychic vampire.

Now, I'm trying to track down a man who says he has been teleporting for several years and who says there is life on Mars. He has met Martians.

This is the strangest job I have ever had.

And 3 months later...

Wow -

3 months since I've last blogged. Have I fallen prey to the simple-mindedness of Facebook? Perhaps I can only think in short soundbites now.

Took a walk through the U-district today and once again marveled at how easily my new heart pumps. Going uphill is not a problem at all any more. Of course, I've been walking nearly every day for 16 days. I had hoped to walk every day for an entire month but I missed last Sunday. I do notice that I feel happy, as soon as my feet hit the pavement. The MBT walking shoes make walking so much easier, like gliding or rolling. And my knees don't hurt!

I also saw the documentary, "The September Issue" all about Vogue editor Anna Wintour and her creative director, Grace. Women in their 60's dictating fashion to women in their 20's. Grace came out the clear winner but Anna wasn't far behind.

Now I'm back home, having just leafed through my guilty weekly pleasure, "Entertainment Weekly".

I didn't work too hard this week and even turned down a shift at Metro - it was the killer Heather shift. I figured I didn't need the stress. I just don't handle it as well as I used to.