I had marked ita's earlier Eureka link post so I could watch the promo when I got home. I think it got too many hits though because it's all gone now. I'll have to watch for it on the tv. Sci-fi?

Artist's journey into schizophrenia.

Wow, that's cool.

Coupled with WWI and the public dwindling interest it cats, Wain soon fell into poverty and in 1924 was certified “insane” and committed to the pauper’s wing of a mental hospital in Tooting, England.

See? Lack of interest in cats leads to insanity.

Where's Hec?

N/T: Huh. Given the state they left everyone in, any of it could have been imagined or real. Still, it was nice to see Quentin dumpage. He's my pick for Carver, if we are playing with the regular deck.

tommy, it's a crappy Ford Focus that was supposed to be a short timer car after I crashed my blazer. Two years ago. Anyway, I'm not sure how automatic the temp control is.

I'm not allowed to heat my back, mostly.

That's really kind of sad.

Nicole, you live in a cold place. You should look into the heater thing. t /stating the obvious.

Fred Pete, where are you going on a cruise?

tommy, it's a crappy Ford Focus that was supposed to be a short timer car after I crashed my blazer. Two years ago. Anyway, I'm not sure how automatic the temp control is.

Hmm. My Focus didn't have an automatic temp control. But I have no idea what sits between the temperature control dial and the heat duct baffle. (On older cars there was usually a direct mechanical connection, so it was easy to tell if the baffle was moving, and easy to fix if it wasn't.)

Cass, I agree with your choice.

Nicole -- reupload of the Eureka promo.

Perkins, since heating it makes it hurt worse and longer, I don't mind it so much.

msbelle, try one or all of these things: dip your hands into dry catfood and pet both cats, maximizing catfood crumb spread. OR wipe both down with catnip, unless that makes them paranoid little terrorists. OR wipe mentholatum under their noses. OR tuna water spritzers for both. The last will stink, but if it gets them washing each others ears, that's good. Tomorrow, I will find the Two Lumps series on the vet visit for you. Sounds an awful lot like your situation.

I taped all my tv tonight. My back was flipping out and I just didn't want to watch tv. One dose of tivo, and now I'm envious. Not right.

Did manage to roast a chicken, with lemon and rosemary. Sadly, not for tonight's dinner, as it takes too long.

I should go to bed.

Fair point ita, but still kind of sad that that is true.

I don't get why it's sad, though--heating my back is only attractive when it makes me feel better. When it makes me feel worse, it's a bad thing.