A quick check on my Knicks game shows them winning and rather than internalizing it with an inner grin I shift to the floor and dance a ceremonial jig with knees and elbows akimbo.

Quite a departure from the doom and gloom at the beginning of the week when I was exorcising my gunk demons. I'm telling you, I feel amazing. Yes I'm definitely looking to getting some grub into my system but it feels so wonderful inside I can't imagine ingesting anything but the highest frequencies of food stuffs.

I feel like what a newly baptized wahoo must feel after 'seeing the light' of their new religion. I kinda want to don a musty brown robe with a frayed tassle for a belt and walk door to door of my friends espousing the virtues of Detoxianity.

Seriously I can't believe people don't do this for themselves, the benefits are astronomical. I still have a day left of this part and then 3 weeks of the Internal cleanse to go so I'm pretty sure that by the end of this month I'm gonna feel like an Indian Guru whose got some serious dance moves.

I'm not sure why I've done this to myself but I was watching Food Network a lot the past several days. Not the smartest choice of input when you're fasting. Although, watching Guy Fieri shove some of the highest caloric and fatty foods down his sun chapped maw with reckless abandon in 'Diners Drive-Ins and Dives' definitely aided in the loss of my appetite. I think if Guy Fieri did this Cleanse I'm almost certain his gut would probably come out of his butt and punch him in the face.

Anyway, I was a bit concerned that I started this process at the beginning of the year. In the past I've begun at the end of December as the world was slowing down but it's worked out perfectly so it was meant to happen when it did.

Oh! Before I forget I need to express some letter combinations for the wondrous auditory bliss beads that were created by the inimitable Ms. Meshell Ndegeocello last Friday night. I consider her to be one of the most pertinent and vital musical artists out there. Uncompromising. Quixotic. Innovative. A true musical Chameleon.

Here's what I so deeply loved about her performance. Well, first she opened with a version of Prince's 'Lady Cab Driver' which is one of my all time fave's of his so right off the bat I was fluttering like a teen in the fifties in front of Elvis. Besides that, it was her grounded presence in her work. Here she was in front of a packed house of a thousand people all hopped up and ready to work it for the weekend. She nonchalantly strolled on out with no fanfare and calmly began her show, gently bringing you into her world rather than violently stepping on your head to prepare for a sound.

For the most part her show was very subtle, subdued, layered and evocative of a broad emotional landscape that one would as soon find in an artistic foreign film yet the melodies deftly delivered them to the audience. I would have to say that it was quite astounding to me how powerful of a hold she had over the room. She really didn't move around much or banter excessively, it was all about the music.

If you're not hip to Meshell then go find an album of hers, any album, and begin your journey. Hard to say which one to start with as they're all so different. Best to look at her work as a neophyte would look at a wine store for the first time. Pick one up and let your taste buds guide you to the rest.