Only if you were planning to eat him with scallion pancakes.

[link] is an article that discusses a study that shows a genetic variation linked to weight gain for those who are less active. It's a study of Amish people - and apparently, those who have the variation and get 3-4 HOURS of moderate physical activity during the day - brisk walking, housework, etc. weigh all of FIFTEEN POUNDS less than those Amish with it who get the least physical activity.

Or us, replacing comics with Monty Python.

This is us, with the addition of bits from Princess Bride. Plus Daniel's attempts to Bob-Dylanize random pop songs.

Our wedding even had a Princess Bride moment when the officiant completely by accident said, "I give you this wing."

I believe I would pay good money for an officiant who could sustain the impression through the entire ceremony. Well, maybe just for the rehearsal.

So, the nephrologist does not think she's improving, though he's less convinced she's had a stroke. Her temp is going back up, so they're doing another round of cultures.

Guess work in white coats.

If no other good comes from this, at least it will make episodes of House seem a bit more realistic.

{{{{{{{Sean}}}}}}}

Cat~ma for Percy.

Kermit waves to Vortex.

Alas, they don't seem to have 'Hum Along', which I have now found on YouTube and discovered I like VERY much, as it features pirates.

You can rip songs off of YouTube, Fay.

David -- my cat is sick I've spent most of the day worried -- having a place to talk has kept me sane

I'm sorry, beth. I didn't mean to belittle your concern for your cat.

Only if you were planning to eat him with scallion pancakes.

I named a fish Sushi*.

*Didn't go well. Cat fished.

Ack, awkward moment to mention a former cat. It was pescicidal, if that helps?

Ack, awkward moment to mention a former cat. It was pescicidal, if that helps?

Aren't they all? I have pretty strong cartoon memories of alley cats contentedly strolling down the garbage buffet and placing fish skeletons on their trash can lid trays.

Well, at a buffet, sure. But how many tabbies actually go crabbing or hook a bluefin?

Seafood dreams seem a little like kitty porn.

You can rip songs off of YouTube, Fay.

Well, maybe one can, but I can't. Is it very easy?

Meanwhile, though, I've been doing that oldskool, by playing a video whilst recording into GarageBand as if it's a podcast. It's a bit crap, but much better than nothing. It's giving me flashbacks to when you used to sit with your tape-player, listening to the radio, finger poised for the song you wanted...

Another day. Last night was open house at HS. Brendon is a Junior now and the parent volume has declined steadily as time goes on. Not a single teacher said that he was sleeping in class! Woo! This is a step up from last year.

He has some tough stuff this time including Physics and Trig. His teachers are all incredible. His language teacher said they have nicknamed him 'walking dictionary' because he referred to one of the other teachers as draconian. Thought GG would appreciate that. Now if only we could get him to do his homework. Same old same old. 100 on test, 0 on homework. Maybe this will be the year he learns. I live in hope.

IOmemeN, it is time for me to seek a hair salon. It is longer than it has been in a decade and I am tired of having it twisted up 90% of the time.

It's giving me flashbacks to when you used to sit with your tape-player, listening to the radio, finger poised for the song you wanted...

and then got pissed off when they talked over the end!