Well, we've finally -inevitably-reached the point of insanity we swore we wouldn't achieve again: two cats have been added to the mixola here. Tom & Ducky are currently living in the little bedroom while we convince the dogs (well, Folly & Twist; Bodkin doesn't really care) that Satan did not send them to lead us all into Hell.
The shelters here are overflowing with cats (can we blame George W. Bush?) and it was just time to make good on our re-surfacing laments, "Gee, I miss having a cat..." Should be an interesting winter.
It's Friday, which means I'm off work, for we have winter hours at my job! Fireplace blazing, jammies still on --- a Friday off is pretty much heaven. Not that I have nothing to do, mind you. It occurs to me that most of you have no idea what this publishing job I've landed is. Next year we'll have 6 million issues of 60+ slow food, local & sustainable agriculture magazines around the US and Canada. I get to be "Director of Operations" --- sounds a little like the CIA, huh? It really just means I have lots of things to do and occasionally a small fire to extinguish. Here's a photo of Edible San Francisco to give you all an idea. Check it out. Also on the web! for you modernists.
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