Author: lis

As days and nights grow colder, my neighbor’s rose bush refuses to go gently into that good night.

I don’t know shit about Labubus.  I know this is one (though I had to do an image search to confirm).  I don’t know what it was doing hanging off the back bumper of this car.  But there it was.

Had some errands to run today, and one of them took me by The Paper Store.  I thought of something I was looking for that I might find there, so I headed over. And backed up to double check the sign on the building to make sure I was at the right store.  Yep.  Paper Store.  Front window loaded with clothing.  So confusing.

They’ve put up a new telephone pole next to the old one, and I guess it was just easier to take the signs off and just tack them on there in a half-assed way.

Found this in the sink this morning.  Doug’s hat had shrunk, and the advice was to get it wet and put conditioner on it, then stretch it out over a bowl or something and let it dry.

Thank you for your service.

Ferrous is pretty curious, himself.

The cats do not claw at the wood table.  What happens is, they’re on the table, and something spooks them so they dig in so they can push off the table quickly.  I say it adds character.

Ali begins the delicate task of cutting her birthday cake.

Guess where I rocked down to this morning…