Today's discovery

Did you know they make cake-batter flavored frozen yogurt? It's really good.


Today's earrings: llamas, buffalo

Bedtime reading: Microserfs, Douglas Coupland

Fuzzy peril

Today's earrings: llamas, rabbits

Bedtiem reading: The Danger, Dick Francis

Survivor wrap up

Natalie beat Russell and Mick in the final vote. This is huge, people. The last time a woman beat a man in the finals was All-Stars. Eleven seasons ago.

Sadly, the production team decided not enlighten us as to how Natalie accomplished this feat. They felt their time was better spent further fluffing Russell's ego. The production team makes me sad.


Today's earrings: llamas, chickens

Bedtime reading: Proof, Dick Francis

If wishes were llamas...

...we'd all have really warm sweaters.


Today's earrings: llamas, wishbones

Bedtime reading: Reflex, Dick Francis

It's a sign

Today's earrings: llamas, rocks

Bedtime reading: Death's Half Acre, Margaret Maron

Dangerous and Fluffy

http://www.webcomicsnation.com/adamcuerden/daftsod/series.php?view=archive&chapter=15733


Today's earrings: llamas, bunnies

Bedtime reading: Bimbos of the Death Sun, Sharyn McCrumb

IM IN UR APARTMENT CRASHING ON UR COUCH

Cherries were blossoming along the Harlem River Drive today. When I arrived the remodelers were engaged in drywalling, rather than floor refinishing. I slept gratefully through their labors. Then K appeared, and (mindful of floor refinishing on the morrow) we collected Tiger & S and fled to the countryside. I have seen the new catsuit; it is too adorable for words.

p.s. this is my 300th post.


Today's earrings: llamas, bronze triangles

Bedtime reading: _L. Frank Baum_, Katharine M. Rogers

What do llamas mean?

Seriously. What is the modern symbolism of the llama? I went looking around the web, and as best I can gather, they're supposed to symbolize stolidity and material well-being, much like cows do in bovifocal societies. But... llamas are cute and frivolously fluffy. I'm having trouble with the junction.

What do llamas mean to you, dear reader?


Today's earrings: llamas, lizards

Bedtime reading: Silence Observed, Michael Innes

Rumination

So, looking up. Today felt pretty much like a Thursday. The Looming New Year's Deadline was just a feint on the part of my boss, and I really have until April. The stocking stuffers came. I got a random present in the mail. I have holiday lists from everyone, and have even procured presents for many people. "Bunnies." And once again tonight it was the rabbit's foot episode of Supernatural. Bunnies on my blog are like an omen for that ep, or something.

Still missing Tiger's present, and the Wandering Albatross's present is stuck in Bangkok customs, but it'll shake loose eventually, and Tiger's present will come. They have to. Because it's Christmastime.


Today's earrings: llamas, buffalo

Bedtime reading: Longshot, Dick Francis

Petting zoo postponed

Finished Making Money. (It doesn't quite have the same plot as Going Postal... well, maybe it does.) Late leaving the house.

Tilden was surrounded by detour signs and policemen repelling traffic. We finally found a chink in their armor and slipped through to an unoccupied picnic table by Anza Lake. Threw sticks in the lake with the daughter of friends of friends. Nice girl.

Someone taught D to say, "Acorns are the future," and he brought this out at the table, to great effect. Somewhat later, when most of the assembled had wandered off to throw more sticks in the lake, I looked up and said, "dragonfly." (There was this dragonfly, you see.) At that moment an acorn fell out of the tree we were sitting under and smacked the table right in front of me. The omens are clear: my future is dragonfly.

On the carousel, M was admonished for riding paparazzi-style. Then we went to have a lovely dinner with T&S and A&S.


There are a lot of Ss in this story. Time I came up with better names for you all. A has called Confused Ground Cricket. Who wants to be the the Fainting Goat? Any takers on Grace Darling or Darling Lily?


Today's earrings: llamas, buffalo

Bedtime reading: Sky Island, L. Frank Baum

L words

Likenesses of my lively little nephew lingering on the lawn, laughing & living the light-hearted life. Lucky lad!


Today's earrings: llamas, lockets

Bedtime reading: Louie, Louie, Dave Marsh