At this moment I am ensconced in a beautiful hotel a mere 50 or so metres from my idol, David Byrne. He appears to be ensconced in a big motorcoach parked directly across the street. So close. So very close. In less than two hours the 'assencion to heaven' will begin. I can honestly say that for the first time since Cowgirl died, I feel that the world is not totally dismal or distressing. I actually laughed when I thought about how much she would have adored this room and would have loved to have been here. Sigh.