I already started trying to feed Oz pumpkin this weekend, as a low fat replacement for some of his food. It's not going that well, but if he's hungry enough, he'll eat it.

Tuna water or chicken broth might help make the pumpkin more appealing.

For dogs, I recommend green beans and other fiber-y veggies as low cal fillers.

I felt so smart, like when I figured out a "Who Wants to be a Millionaire?" question that "karaoke" means "empty orchestra" because it has the same first syllable as "karate,", which means "empty hand."

You know, unless you have the kanji you can't really be sure that a similar syllable means the same thing. . .

Whoa. Lightning! And Loki noticed the thunder. He interrupted his kneading session.

In one of the Anne of Green Gables books, there's a pretentious mother who insists on calling her son St. Clair. (His real name is Jacob, but that's a long story.) After I learned the right way to pronounce St. John, I wondered if St. Clair was supposed to be pronounced Sinclair.

We're having thunder and lightning here, too, sara. And tomorrow snow, or so they tell me.

St. Clair was supposed to be pronounced Sinclair.

Yep. There's a local historian with the name St. Clair. whose name I used to see at work. For years, I didn't realize my friend's friend "Sinclair" was that historian.

We had thunder hail earlier.

How I learnt to get pegged and like it. Jezebel. NSFW language. Creepily SFW picture. Incredibly heteronormative assertions justified by "I was being funny!"

My god, this shit makes me crazy.

There's a very very small chance of snow this weekend. I'm pretending it doesn't exist.

More lightning. And tons of rain, but no hail so far. When it hailed the other day, I was taking a shower, and have a glass skylight right over the tub. Freaking loud and actually scared me for a second before I figured out it was hail on the glass.

G (my neighbor's 4 year old) called Loki Loki-bean yesterday and informed me she always called him that. And I find myself doing the same now.