I went to my bedroom to finally gather up all my old water bottles so I could toss some of them and clean out the others, and the cat had to follow me, meowing at full volume, and then join me on the sink so she could watch the old water pouring down the drain.

If she were just a normal cat, and show an interest in actually drinking the flowing water, I'd understand her fascination with watching water come out of things, but she doesn't, so I don't.

We're going to get Tennant's Hamlet on PBS.

I may consider paying perquisites of the sexual kind for a recording.

Oh wait, I was thinking about doing so to Tennant. I sometimes get confused between "with Tennant" and "regarding Tennant", but I think it's my normal happy-traveler who-needs-prepositions-anyway state of being in the Tennantzone.

Hello people.

Good morning, Tom.

Morning, Tom. Laura. Coffee.

I am so very cranky this morning. All the caffeine in the world isn't going to put a dent in that.

I hate those mornings, Tom. I'm having kind of an ambivalent one. I'm not quite sure yet what my mood is going to be, which is unnerving.

So Tom, would you prefer if I dress in an outfit featuring pom poms and cheer you on, or shall I smite someone on your behalf? Here to serve.

Coffee since I have been in Otter Lake has been brewed from a bag of Dunkin' Donuts French Vanilla. Not bad, but I am really looking forward to getting home to the nice variety of coffee options we have at the office. And Cuban, that would be a nice treat.

I'm heading south next Monday, early. It will take me 2 days so I want to get to my half way point early enough to enjoy a swim and nice dinner before getting up early to drive all day Tuesday. Wednesday morning is Freshman orientation at my son's HS. Got a Freshman and a Senior this year.

My coffee is too hot.

Oh well - at least the Entropy Fairy will take care of that....

I just realized yesterday that I only have a week of freedom left. Which is particularly annoying as my mother is planning to come help me move in once she returns to the country, but at that point it may well be too late. Well, I couldn't really make her move furniture anyway. She 's not frail or anything, but she's a good deal more brain-oriented than bicep-oriented.

Hey, I just saw a fawn run across my front yard! I will miss the wildlife here. The cat and I watched rabbits in the front yard for quite a while yesterday.