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Mexico.

I am there.
I will miss you.

"You'll come for the cat food, but stay for the salad bar."
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Stalky Raccoon

Sister Gail and I just talked. She didn't get much sleep in the wee hours.

She woke up to a clattering noise...inside her house. She went out to find all the cat food scattered across the floor, and the lidless container at the top of the stairs - and a raccoon's tail disappearing around the corner at the bottom of the stairs, then the whisper of the cat door as he exited.

It is a bold rodent indeed that will come into your home, go up the stairs, find the snap-sealed cat food container, open it, and try to drag it out of the house. Nutty.

Gail then put the lock on the cat door, though wondering if another raccoon was in the house still. (I'll kill the suspense - there was not.)

Then the damned thing stalked the back yard, triggering the motion lights again and again - and continued to try the cat door!

For tonight's inevitable visit I offered appropriate weaponry; declined.

Parallel Universe

This site takes some time to get the pace of. And the meaning. But it is just so odd, I'm giving it up to you.

http://koti.welho.com/mjack1/

This guy starts with the fact that he is Julie Andrews' child. Given up near birth to a Finnish couple. And he presents it so seriously you believe. And then he begins to suggest that it is just intuition that leads him to the conclusion. But he is obsessed. And believe it or not, it just gets weirder from there.

I'm suspecting Tourettes. And glue sniffing. Or something.