On behalf of my hyperactive neurons, I'd like to DANKE SHOEN, SPASIBO muchly:
...Mom and Dad, for allowing your rebel-offspring to run amok with creative outrage.
...Lou, for externalizing your sibling's aesthetically-permissible erraticism.
...Megs and Ings, for facilitating indispensable coffee outings and deep-night ocean-runs.
...Webster and Roget, for suping up my kamikaze e-cabulary.
...ALL HUMAN BEINGS, HUMAN DOINGS, HUMAN NADA-MUCHOS in this universe (ahem, including you, Keats) for humoring the HOLY HEIFERS outta this wahine chickabiddy.