my feet hurt

Last night, we suddenly observed a lot of color developing in the chyrsalis all at once. In a matter of a few hours, we went from green to compressed butterfly. As I write this, Waldoette is busy finishing pumping up her wings and drying out. She’s definitely female. By the time you are reading this…

[Obligatory note: If you read this as a personal attack on your participation in sports or in a sports event, then you haven’t read what I’ve written. I may not understand the point of sports, but I don’t understand the point of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches either. I will still defend to the death…

I meant to work this into today’s entry somehow. I ran across a marvelous quotation this morning. A Truth that’s told with bad intent Beats all the Lies you can invent. -William Blake I just wanted to note it so I’d remember.

It looks like no air show for this chicken. It’s raining off and on, and the clouds are low enough to touch. Hell, even the crows got lost in fog during their aerial fly-bys this morning. I’m bummed, but my friend is coming anyhow, and we figured we’d find something else to do. That probably…

All ducks aren’t sweet and innocent and you prove that. You have a nasty streak. Find your inner rubber ducky.

Crap. Forgot about Social Security; it was on my first list, but somehow got dropped when doing the rewrite. Another $10 to add to the list, since they want the certified marriage certificate too. Must remember to print S.S. forms when I get home. (I’m at yet another Starbucks, grabbing a quick ice coffee and…