Well, it's been awhile and I've been having trouble deciding what to talk about.
First my cat Squig is love. It's a riot, as is Dweezil's "gag me" reaction. I think his head (Squigg's) might explode if he doesn't get to tell everyone all about it. Oh yes, he's been fixed for years, so go figure where this is coming from.
Then there's Jolie's great escape. She's been working on figuring out how to open gates and last week, she let herself out and actually got to run with the big boys. It was probably the happiest day of her life.
Oh yes and then there's a few nagging questions, such as:
Who reading this calls it underwear and who calls it lingerie?
And why when horses have such gracefully arched necks, do the western pleasure folks seem determined to want to see them pushing peanuts around arenas with there noses?
And then I've been watching "The Fabric of the Universe" and "Through a Wormhole." Trust me those two shows will get you thinking. Just as soon as I've watched them both enough times to be able to speak somewhat, sort of intelligently about the subject matter, I give you my take on some of this mind blowing material.
Anyway, I hope you all are having a great week.