A movie called Meet the Mormons came out a week or so go. Never heard of it until I saw a billboard in Salt Lake this morning.

But! But! It was the number one move opening weekend in some markets! It's a worldclass movie meant to show Mormons as Just!Folks! Tell your friends!

Those number-one markets oddly coincided with areas where various church groups were told to buy up tickets to boost the numbers. They didn't have to attend, just buy the tickets. It would make God and Joseph Smith happy.

We've had food trucks coming by the building for the past few weeks. I decided to give the creperie a try. Pricy, tastes good, but more cost than I want to pay for having to walk down a hill, then walk back up trying to keep the wind from knocking my food out of my hands. In a more convenient setting, it would probably be a pleasant, hip little experience. Here at work, it's just awkward.

Suzi, you need to keep a sharp eye on Miss Kitty after the exterminators have been, to make sure she doesn't get hold of poisoned mice.

I hope the Cruze serves you well. And that you can wake up/get better sleep.

Small animals can just up and die of stress when captured by a predator, which seems merciful in effect.

I do not want to go home and see Mac. I would rather stay at work. Stupid being an adult and parent. We have to discuss last night and I need to apologize. But the core what is wrong continues to not get dealt with on his end. He has to start putting forth effort in school. Period. The disrespect to me is not ok, but I am not a great model for that and i can empathize that living with my sarcasm and such is not an easy time.

Small animals can just up and die of stress when captured by a predator

That is what it looks like happened. The apartment down from our apparently had the mom and dad full grown mice. I had hoped I'd be home when the pest guy came, but they only come out on Tuesday's and I didn't want to wait until next Tuesday. Property management knows I have cats and it is obvious when you come in the apartment. Miss Kitty is an attention ho.

The office is freezing cold. I almost didn't bring a jacket with me. And I brought a dress for tomorrow - I knew I should have packed a couple of options.

Timelies all!

The brake light came on when I started my car yesterday. Luckily, Gary told me to check the fluid level before going to the dealer. Turns out the local Jiffy Lubes don't carry brake fluid, so I went to an auto parts store where they showed me where to put the brake fluid, and now the light is gone. (I was worried for a bit on the way home since the light didn't turn off right away. Guess it take a few minutes .)

Minet -- the guest kitty -- wouldn't bleed for me, even though I managed to push the short needle all.the.way.through.his.ear (and into my finger) for the blood sugar sampling device.

Of course, it took me three tries to get blood from my pinky when I practiced on myself. I wanted to give it a, um, wet run before I tried it on him. Maybe I need bigger needles and/or a small dagger?

Have you discovered a new super power, Theo? Piercing skin without drawing blood - of limnited use, sure, butthat's true of many super powers.

I understand that cats often kill their prey by breaking the neck and don't leave wounds as such unless they tear into it afterwards.

I've seen ads for Meet the Mormons. I think it's available On Demand?

You'll probably end up giving primate blood, Theo.

Wow, I'm watching Graham Norton, and I feel uncomfortable calling Taylor Swift stupid. Either it's a really canny sctick, and she's a blast, or she's...not that quick.