Working from home today, though the connection is so spotty, I'm not getting a lot done. Back to the office and more sporadic blogging on Monday.

I'm not sure that MSN is the place I want to go for advice on kissing....MSN Love & Relationships

For all that Andrea has to say about water, you'd think she'd drink more of it.

This summary of last week's Survivor is too funny. And startlingly accurate.

The mason-dixon line:

Andrea is buying a First Communion card for our neighbor's grandkid, who has her big day on Saturday. Every card talks about Jesus filling you with his love (sounds like incest to me) or heaven or this magical day. I don't have the heart to tell the kid that in the end, it's just some guy giving you a wafer.

Finally, the truth comes out: Gay-Pride Parade Sets Mainstream Acceptance Of Gays Back 50 Years.

Overheard someone at lunch today say that her office is next door to a "Jewish church for gay and lesbian people" then go on to desribe it's proximity to leather stores, where "lesbians can get those leather pants that they wear." Who knew that the Lesbian Dress Code involved leather? Not me, I'm just not into chafing.

It's been a long day. Maybe I'm just exhausted, maybe I'm burnt out, I don't know. Don't ask me for a favor today, I think I'd just say no.

Today, I'm tired of being nice to people, tired of trying to help them, of being generous and getting shit on in return. Just for once, can't somebody return a favor that I do? Just once?

JAPANESE GOVERNMENT MAKES SHOCK ANNOUNCEMENT

Following the discovery of numerous small holes nibbled in mattresses in Tokyo, the Japanese Government have today confirmed the worst fears of the city's residents.

Government officials have declared that they have an outbreak of Futon Mouse Disease on their hands.

In case you were wondering how our puppy is progressing:

With her brother Rocky (left), who is headed to his new home in Anaheim soon.

This is the funniest picture ever: Floyd reads from his new book.

Don't even ask me how I found this: American Cajun Novelty Gifts and Novelties, your home for rattlesnake belts, painted cow skulls, beaver skull walking canes and more.

I've been quiet today because work has been rather busy (why does every crisis, large and small, have to happen at the same time?) and because I tore up half of our backyard yesterday with the Garden Claw. It's a shitload easier than pulling weeds (yes, the ENTIRE yard was weeds) but still migh-tee painful the next day.

I heard Monkey Boy George W. Bush talking about our neighbor to the south, Mexico. Here's how he pronounces it: Mex-ee-co.

Just when I thought I'd seen it all, a very nice woman contacted me about adopting one of our rescue dogs (our as in the rescue, not as in my house). I was all set to put her in touch with the woman who has the dog when she told me about her other dog, a 1 year old female who isn't spayed because they're planning on breeding her.

Are you fucking crazy? Why would I adopt one of my rescue dogs to you if you think that it's OKAY to bring more &*(!@&*!(@& puppies into the world? I won't.