For those of you who watch/have watched a lot of Noggin: I work with a kid named Bruno.

Not sure whether you want to show him anything from the current season (as airing on BBC America) of Footballers Wive$.

Hooray for cats who come back home.

I always get Mr Coffee prepped for morning action last thing in the evening, for there have been mornings when I spent five minutes gazing blankly at the project, unable to decide what to do first. I think it's my brain's sneaky way of logging off for a few restful moments. Am I smart because I have outwitted my own brain, or is it just that Evening Katie has more on the ball than Morning Katie does?

Fourth call was the charm in the matter of ride to the airport. Fortunately I am in the good graces of Retired Neighbor Lady, who has occasionally received a surprise visit from her local Lawn Mowing Fairy.

My tiny baby kitten has morphed into a speeding Nerf who gets into everything, enjoys knocking stuff over, leaping around at random and pouncing on anything that moves: toes - ouch. Old cat - cranky about it. Fortunately Sophie is extremely cute with her black bandit mask and sweet expression, so we're content to be her Nerf Herders.

Nerf Herders. Nice.

The cream is not really a problem. Henry will drink a lot of tea today and it will be gone. We're just declaring it a problem so he can feel righteous about drinking a lot of tea.

runs in

Gloomcookie! Send me an e-mail if you can join us for lunch noonish this Sunday! I want to see your fucking awesome hair in person!

runs out

to Giants/Brewers game with rest of company

while wearing silly baseball cap

P-C and Baseball - OTP.

My mom is feeling better these days and has started taking our psycho dog to the dog park. He is such a herding dog. He will not retrieve balls or frisbees, but he will try to herd the other dogs that are chasing the flying objects. It is quite humerous to watch. He is still a psycho dog.

P-C, if you do another run-by, when do you hit my fair city this weekend?

Some coffeemakers have timers. A fraction of those actually work. It's roulette, but it sounds like some of you need such gadgets...

Damn. Landlord is not going to allow us to move out early and cut our rent in half for August.

Yet, she wants us to let them know *if* we move out early so they can come in and paint.

Um...no. I'll have shit here until the very last day. We pay through the end of the month, I take through the end of the month to move out.

Yet, she wants us to let them know *if* we move out early so they can come in and paint.

The NERVE! Two words: Hell. No.

The NERVE! Two words: Hell. No.

I think my two words were: Fuck. You. Although, not actually said to her.