I'm headed to Eugene.
Fortunately, I get a free ride as far as Portland from the two Tauruses (well, not REALLY free I now owe them a reading of In Me Own Words, an autobiography of Bigfoot, in character and everything).
That gave me time to eat Thai food with a Portlandian friend before I caught a bus to Eugene.
While taking me to the Greyhound station, my friend and I start talking about my blogs and also (it logically follows) about kaka.
"You should use kaka in a blog," she says.
"Oh, the poop joke thing is played out. I should know."
"No, just use the word, kaka, somehow."
I get indignant. "Oh, so you think thats how it works? You can just tell me what to write and Ill put it in a blog?"
But that is totally how it works.