disturbing anthropomorphism happening over my shoulder from the television. The Internet is whining that it's so vast...how can [it] fit through a teeny little phone connection? this Internet may have a point; considering the quality of our current access, i think someone attached our line to their small intestine. it may be time to make the switch to cable. i'll have to reprogram the cat, as he's trained to leave my lap when the server shrieks GOODBYE!, but change builds character.

jen has posted more incriminating photos from our pilgrimage to tucson (set 1 is available at julia's corner of medianstrip). saguaros eat cats, you know; think of the kittens when you get to those majestic shots of desert flora. stewart claims that they can be retrieved, but i wasn't born yesterday.

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