I just want to know where it came from. I can see the logic for a lot of other patterns, but the mirroring is just cool. My brother has a very dark tortie, but you can see the demarkation right down her nose where the reverse-mirroring starts.

It's a pattern you see in Australian Shepherds too.

ION, Baby Beagle!!!

Wolfram, how was Israel and Passover in Israel?

Cindy, it was incredible. First real vacation our family has had, ever, and we couldn't have picked a better spot. What a beautiful country. And Nilly (who I was unable to see this visit unfortunately) tells me the Passover weather was one of the best she can remember.

ION, Baby Beagle!!!

t dies from cuteness

::dies of the critter cuteness::

::thus serendipitously escaping the nutbar-crypto-crazyland the Bush administration is busy creating::

For a coffee voucher, I'd probably offer up the following clue: My password is the name of a secondary character in a Victorian novel.

For mixy-uppy letters/numbers passwords, I usually go for Schoolhouse Rock songs, with an exclamation point or question mark at the end as needed; and if I've used too much SHR in the past however-many passwords and I have to wait a couple of cycles, I go for Buffista-related terms with an excitable-fannish !1! at the end, and a Post-It on my computer saying something semi-cryptic like "moldy rice!1!" or "bluehair" or "tickytickyticky."

ION, Kathy A's cafeteria is way cool with the gambly thing and all.

IOON, I have probably just totally screwed myself over by taking the time to write this. Fucking work.

Sarah Hartwell says this in her page on mosaicism at messybeast.com:

The distribution of orange and black in a normal tortoiseshell cat depends on the migration rate of the cells and on the randomness of X chromosome inactivation.

(It's at the bottom of the page.)

That website if chockful of interesting facts about the genetics of color in cats.

I would certainly offer a fake password for a free coffee, and probably a real one. They don't even knnow my name or where I work!

Today we interviewed a potential HR manager. He is my age, attractive (tall, dark, slicked-back hair, glasses), accomplished, organizes bloood drives and such, has a black belt in Tae Kwan Do and has run a marathon. I'm calling him Clark and waiting for him to step into the phone booth.

Actually, I'm convinced all of the above means he must be evil. I have a deep distrust of charm.

Scanning through the list of LC subject headings, looking for references to Jesus Christ (yay, religion sections of major university libraries). "Jesus People-United States, Jesus prayer, Jesus walking on the water (Miracle), Jesus walking on the water (Miracle)-Art, Jesus walking on the water (Miracle)-Juvenile literature, Jetboat engines--well I suppose it beats walking on the water--oh, wait."