Some radio program on NPR, I don't recall which, had an interview with a reporter who'd done a story back in...uh, 2000 maybe? about the hinkiness of the Madoff thing. And yet no one blinked. No one bit.
Interesting sidenote on that reporter: she'd gone to work Wall Street, not as a journalist. She was recently laid off.
flea, call them pets!
Um, freaky. I've had skunks and coons living UNDER my house. And had ceiling squirrels in the dorm ( closed off attic was their playground.) But uh... maybe get a terrier? Or a cat? Or a freaking tiger?
I am not opposed to possums. I think they are neat. But inside?
Oh dear flea, that sounds um...interesting.
I got in touch with the facebook highschool friend, so that is all set - postponed until the new year. Kinda odd to talk to someone after 20 years.
there should be no inside possums in my world.
sara: [link] Happy Holidays!
Did she write for Behrens?
People just didn't want to know, did they?
Man, I was doing okay but as soon as I left the office I started feeling extra exhausted. And now, I'm just feeling ooky.
So, I made some instant miso thinking that would make me feel better.
Well, not when you trip over the hem of your pjs and splash hot soup on your fingers.
We are contacting some possum removal people STAT. Ceiling squirrels you can procrastinate on, but not a possum under the tub.
Kat, thank you! Snuggle them for me. And keep practicing my name! (I cannot say how much it tickled me y'all were trying to get Noah to say it.)
And he did say it, sara. The cats in Idaho are Pepper and Sarah.
Matching twinsies -- hee! Cuties.
HMOG, flea. Good luck w/that.