they must realize that their perception of reality is at some level fundamentally flawed.

I mean, that can't be good, right?

You want to stretch your cat. You start with the Cartesian Cogito and work your way up to Wittgenstein's epistemological crisis.

I'm reminded of lori's dog who, long after the laser goes away keeps looking for the lil' red dot. For a while.

I don' t know, one of my cats and my dog seem to have figured out that the red dot is connected to the thing in my hand in some way.

My boss's dog loves the laser dot, to the point where she gets over-excited. She used to do this thing that hunting dogs and wolves do when hunting prey burrowing under snow - she would drop her front paws straight down onto the dot (this trick can catch animals hiding under snow).

I don' t know, one of my cats and my dog seem to have figured out that the red dot is connected to the thing in my hand in some way.

I think my cat has sussed it out. My laser pointer is on a keychain, and she knows enough to come running if I jiggle that. Then once she gets bored with the red dot she comes over and start headbutting my had with the pointer in it.

Then there are mayonnaise sandwiches. Mayonnaise on bread is not a sandwich, it's a step on the way to a sandwich.

I had NO IDEA that there were people other than my youngest brother who had those. . .of course, his were butter and mayonnaise sandwiches.

I used to babysit a kid who had mustard sandwiches. Which was problematic as I had to make them, and I had a fear of mustard.

and I had a fear of mustard.

::raises eyebrow::

::raises eyebrow::

Dijon, I am totally okay with. It's just the bright yellow stuff.

I would freak out if it got on me or my food. I now will occassionally eat it, but I am very careful about having to touch it.

Last night, in True Blood, there was a shot involving someone licking mustard off another person. It totally gave me the willies.

Does anyone have anything good to say about the Palm Treo Pro?