vw, you just made me laugh, a lot. I had almost the same conversation with a non-Buffista friend lately.

Also gronk. And timelies. And where the heck is my coffee?

Other stray thoughts... Puppy met me on the road again Monday night. I greeted her happily and enthusiastically, then pushed her through the gate to her yard, and shut it behind her. She promptly ran out through the driveway gate which was open. So I petted her and told her how happy I am she is my friend, and that I wished very much I could take her home but that I can't. A very firm "Go HOME" as she started following me again did the trick.

Also on Monday the alfalfa field next to my trailer recieved a rather large shipment of manure. Saying there are 20 tons of it might be an exageration, but only because I have no idea what a ton of horse dung looks like, so there might be 5 tons, or there might be 30. About then is when I noticed that my right eyebrow and cheekbone are very achy. Wondering if that shit's allergenic.

They're called flashfloods, people, and that dry riverbed that is so appealing for building in was not carved in the distant past.

They built a development of multi-million dollar homes recently in the flood plains on the west coast of Florida near where my mom lives. The marketing materials indicated they were selling to the European market. Locals are mind boggled. Granted they are diverting water flow to flood and screw other parts of the population, but one good hurricane and this will not end well.

I haven't put #1 in any of the summer brainiac programs because all he cares about in summer are sports camps. I don't want to turn him off to educational systems. I look at the invitations and hope to see something that he would enjoy.

ION, I am trying to cleanse my brain after spending time with Evil-SIL. Granted I tried hard to ignore the spewing of ignorance, but it would seem that the reason for the earthquakes and floods is directly related to our acceptance of the abomination of homosexuality as normal. It is something of a miracle that I am not in jail for smacking her. I treasure my ability to change the subject. How in the world can my BIL have married such a whacko bitch?

There's a Lush store in Boston???

There's a Lush store in Boston???

Yup!

Forms cunning plan.

Seriously. Because if I got more than a few things, it could get to where the train ticket to Boston would be cheaper than shipping.

Then there could be a day.

hi Laura! You remind me. My mom was telling me that my little sister has been calling her and that she's doing really well. Mom said, "She and her best friend (who's gay but whatever) have been doing some Bible study together."

I hung up thinking, gay but whatever? This is my mom? Wow. So maybe there's hope for your SiL.

There's a Lush store in Boston???

Totally. it is fun. Let me/us know when you're coming down.. if it's during the week, I can swing over after work pretty easy.

Oh, Laura, ick. Sorry you had to endure her, and you get a big shiny gold star, or possibly a Lush glitterbug, for not clocking her one.

Diamond shoes is indeed Friends, and because Chandler was my very first woobie I can state with some certainty that it was the episode in which Ross was dating Julie but still carrying a torch for Rachel and had just found out for the first time that Rachel loved him. And he was whining about it, and Chandler said, "Oh, wah wah wah! Two beautiful women are in love with me and I don't know what to do, and, and, and my diamond shoes are too tight and my wallet's too small to hold all these fifties!" It's not only a perfect First World Problems whine, it's right up there with Lindsey's plastic hand as Best TV Snark Ever.

I thought that was the ep, JZ.

WHY will these gas pains not go away???!?!