Happy anniversary, Kat and Lori!

Happy birthday, Bev!

Happy morning, all!

Ok, this is just weird.

ETA: The picture is disturbing to some.

Wow, Narrator. Just wow. Am I understanding correctly that there is another (fully separate) twin (triplet) from the same pregnancy?--In other words, was there the one twin with the parasitic head, and then a whole other separate twin, besides?

Am I understanding correctly that there is another (fully separate) twin (triplet) from the same pregnancy?--In other words, was there the one twin with the parasitic head, and then a whole other separate twin, besides?

That was my understanding. Very strange. And sort of timely, given our recent discussion on the soul and consciousness.

Also, HAPPY ANNIVERSARY KAT & LORI!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEVERLY!!

I don't want to see no two-headed babies before breakfast.

Emmett's sick. Fever and the runs. He had diarrhea cramps while we were crossing the Bay Bridge last night (in torrential rain). Just about the least optimal time to pull over. He toughed it out and we got home.

I don't think he's very sick - and it looked like his fever broke during the night (he was very sweaty), but it's coming back up now. I think it'll be a low key day. He's proven his ridiculous Marx Brothers love, so I think I'll go ahead and invest in the other Marx Brothers box set. The one with the better movies, actually.

Happy Annivesary kat and Lori! I wish you romance and cake.

Happy Birthday, Beverly! I wish you poetry and free time.

Seeing Alibelle and Gus around, I realize how much I miss them when they are on extended hiatus.

Alibelle and I are going to go see the Aviator tonight. Want to go?

What time and where? I'm still trying to plan my day.

So far, I'm watching Collateral. For anyone who doesn't want to watch a Tom Cruise Movie, it's not. It's a movie with Tom Cruise in it, released before Jamie Foxx could headline. I wish someone had told me that (or that I would have been able to believe) while it was still in theatres.

Trying to gauge my back and head to see how much krav I can do ... hmmm.

I'm trying to straighten up my apartment, since entropy has taken over yet again, and for my entertainment, Sci-Fi channel is playing Raiders of the Lost Ark.

I think it's possibly the apex of Harrison Ford's hotness. DAMN, baby.

Also, it marks a significant contribution to the Bad Monkey! cinematic trope. (Though, to be fair, the Bad Monkey! gets its comeuppance.)

Emmett's sick. Fever and the runs.

On the plus side, he only has one head.

On the plus side, he only has one head.

Definitely a plus.

Oh, poor Emmett. Quick recovery to him.

Happy Anniversary, Kat and lori! I'm tickled we share a celebration day.

Thanks for the good wishes, guys. It's a low-expectation chore day, since the weather's gorgeous. We've already discovered DH can't repair the power steering fluid hoses himself. It's too snarly and confusing under there, and the hoses disappear behind some other stuff. So we'll keep topping the reservoir up till we can afford the time to take the car in and leave it. We've repaired Mom's phone, and MIL called to wish me happy. Now DH is off looking for hood lifter-piston-thingies for my car, because those he can replace himself. And I've scooped and topped up the litterbox with fresh litter, collected the household trash for out-taking and relined the wastebaskets and kitchen can, smooshed the plastic jugs for recycling and am currently eyeing my craphole of a desk preparatory to destruction and reassembly, while catching up here and elsewhere, and bird dogging a couple of ebay auctions.

Multitasking is fun!