Yesterday on my way to work, I saw a man. And this man was walking a dog. A dog who was playing mighty steed to a cat, who rode on his back, napping. This cat was acting as a bed for two mice.

And they were just walking.

Down the street.

Hanging out.

Groovin'.

After that, the car in front of me stopped in the middle of the road. Two dudes got out, and started fighting some other dudes in the street. The car blocked my lane, the fight blocked the other.

While I was sitting there, I noticed that my car was smoking. It seems that the oil leak needs more attention than I had realized.

Hey, at least I'm made of money.




And that dog and cat and mice thing was weird and awesome.

The last few posts intended for your viewing have not made it to the blog, unfortunately. I haven't been able to get onto Blogger easily lately, and sometimes I get so sick of trying over and over again to log in that I eventually stand up, drop trou, and shake my white italian ass at the screen. I've found this does little more than weird out my roommates, if it even eases my frustration maybe a fraction of a percent.

The dog also cocks her head to the side and gives me quite a quizzical look.