archives for Tuesday 26 September 2006
Tuesday 26 September 2006 | someone left a cookie
A trip back to East TX scheduled for October; the paranoids want to bestow a cat upon me; this one, whom we would promptly rename Pyewacket (current barn-cat name doesn’t bear repeating). Is it nutty even to think about a feline, this feline, this soon? At least she’d match all our winter clothes.
Tuesday 26 September 2006 | 2 cookies in the jar
It seems that, among the slender yet stubbornly persistent throngs, a florist in Britain (?!) who makes lovely arrangements, and a drug rehab counselor in Colorado (?!?), at least, have enjoyed reading our insanity drama-mongering self-indulgent our prose. Either that or those spam bots are getting really clever. Their comments leave me speechless with gratitude, [...]