Happy birthday, Robin!

The first evil kitten was OMGDEDFROMCUTE. It made me want a kitten, and we aren't exactly a cat-deprived household.

I just read 1000 posts and all I have to say is that I can't believe I'm number 30, and I'm not sure if I feel like I post a lot more or a lot less.

From way back: Kate, my condolences.

I got word this week that my father is on his last legs. Ironically, he's about the same age as Kate's grand.

I also had a wonderful surprise waiting for me this morning, someone broke the back window of my car. They didn't break it in, just shattered it. I called the police, my insurance company and one of those mobile glass repair places. Now I'm seriously thinking of moving. I've had my license plates stolen twice and someone dented my right rear quarter panel. grrrrr.

Not in the best mood today.

so. hot. If I owned a bathing suit, I would be at Kristen's right now, swimming.

so. hot.

so. hot.

The fog's in over my neighborhood. If you want to come over, I'll fix you a vodka tonic and you can smoke out on the back porch while we wait for the pizza to arrive.

so sorry quester.

It is hot here too. It would help if I could open the front door -but there is way too much sawing going on in the driveway.

What are they sawing, beth?

Hot here today, but I made a fabulous discovery. You know how you get in the habit of going certain directions down certain streets? When I take the dog to the park we always go south. Today, because we were already going that way to drop my sister off at the bus stop, we ended up taking the path north. And it turns out, about three blocks distance north, there is a dog beach! There isn't even a people beach in walking distance. So Lucy got to romp and swim with a bunch of other dogs, and I got to wade in the water. It's in the harbor, not the lake, so the water is nice and cool but not bone-chilling like the lake is. I can't believe I didn't know about this.

Of course, then I had Disgusto the Sand Monster roaming the apartment, but I think it's worth it. We may have to go back tomorrow.

What a great discovery Brenda!

Quester -- that really sucks.

Thanks, sumi.

Brenda that does sound wonderful, except for the sandy dog aftermath.

Going back a bit... this cracked me up:

Teppy: (whispering) Folks, I've been to Hec's place -- don't be intimidated by the profiles -- it's mostly misguided rantings scribbled on the backs of receipts and paper plates, with an occasional "Size Queen" or "Likes Country Music" wedged in between his plans to replace the National Anthem with something by The Archies.

Hec: Hey! That is my filing system. Everybody uses paper plates, right?

Teppy: Not ones with identifiable thai food still stuck to them...

Hec: Okay, now I see where you're confused. See, the peanut sauce is part of the coding system.

Teppy: What about the mold growing on the plates? Is that part of the coding system, too?

Hec: Have you never worked in an office before? I learned about filing mold back before carbon paper dating.

Okay, let me school you, junior. Short answer: No, mold is not part of the coding system. You need to lubricate your paper plates properly, otherwise when you stack them with combustible information the friction could ignite your synchro-circular files. Having you ever tried filing peanut sauce ashes? T'ain't pretty.

meara: <backing slowly away from Hecubus and El Esteph and the moldy piles of peanut sauce filing>

Um, so...how about those baseball guys?