Remember the "light-rail coyote" in Seattle (or was it Portland?) about 5-7 years back?

So, yelling at a co-worker that things were done in a certain way because they were gone and we needed to make progress. The reality is how it is, stop telling me it should never have been done that way when you weren't here to do it. - maybe not the best way to start off the day

OTOH great release for my mood.

End result: me: "He doesn't like it, assign the issue back to him and let him deal with fixing it. It is still due this morning."

David Quaamen (total misspelling of his name) wrote a beautiful essay about urban coyotes in LA's Griffith Park. I think their adaptability it amazingly cool.

House: that episode rocked. I appreciate the non-anvilly way they showed House realizing that the baby might be more than just a fetus. But he was House to the end, prepared to make the sacrifice to save his patient. And Cuddy was completely herself, too. "Move or you're getting electrocuted," and she didn't hesitate. She's obsessive, but consistent. Pulling in Wilson to try and be a Cuddy for Cuddy was a good touch. "Who tattled?"

But why is Cuddy going along on House's vacation? Unless he's hallucinating, which he's done before. I do hope House's biological clock isn't going off.

Hubby was intrigued that the photographer didn't have a picture of House on her wall at the end. That was a damned nice shot of House, though, that the minions had up, though.

Non-spoilery out of context: "Do you have a camera phone? I have a MySpace account."

Scott seems to recall that we couldn't find confirmation that serial connection was supported for our brand of cable box, but it did work.

I should check the back of my cable box to see if it supports the serial digital remote dealie. Our old one didn't, but the new one might.

(I should also check to see if I still *have* the serial digital cable that came with the Tivo in the first place.)

The ten creepiest deep-sea fish: [link]

Freaky.

I butched up, and have taken care of many vexing reports and other things in my inbox. I believe I now deserve a cookie.

From the article about the Quizno's coyote:

About 1:30 p.m., the coyote walked into the restaurant and plopped down in front of the soda cooler.

Later, customers attested that they heard the coyote say, "Find your soul mate, Homer...."

The ten creepiest deep-sea fish:

I guess when you live that far beneath the surface, not much light gets in, so it doesn't matter if you're pretty.

Ugh.

I guess when you live that far beneath the surface, not much light gets in, so it doesn't matter if you're pretty.

kinda like a bar before last call. or a basement at a frat house.