A Whole Bunch of Stuff / The Mall, 888, and a Letter to Anonymous

I'm sitting here with the window open, listening to the rain we have been longing for and having a moment of silence. Ahh.. good old silence. And the rain singing a sweet song to me. I get so tired of the T.V. I need one of those bumper stickers that says, Kill Your TV !!! Soon, it will be blaring some mind freaking show like Special Victims Unit New Jersey CSI Without a Clue, or something like