walks.

Now that the weather is nice, I actually enjoy taking Toby on walks.  We’ve seen all kinds of fun things.  This morning, we bumped into a guy confidently clipping lilac blooms off of a tree inside the fenced yard of a vacant house that is for sale.  He quickly switched from confidence to sheepishness but didn’t stop.  It was awesome.

Toby is twitterpated with his new girlfriend, who lives a couple of blocks away.  Her name is Missy, and she wants nothing to do with Toby; the neighborhood girls who own Missy, though, have already held a marriage ceremony for the two of them, so I don’t know that poor Missy has any choice in the matter.  Toby has never growled at another dog in his life until a dog walked by the yard in which he and Missy were playing.  He immediately jumped in between the nice, calm dog who was minding her own business and Missy and turned into crazy ferocious Toby.  Missy walked right around him and went to greet the other dog.  Ah, the joys of unrequited love.

I also discovered a mutant dandelion.  Now that it’s in bloom, it just looks weird.  When it was budding, however, I thought it might take a limb off if I got too close to it.  My flowers look WAY better (as you can clearly see in the top picture).

fun with spam.

I just received this incredible piece of spam in my e-mail inbox and had to share.  I am sad that I can’t take credit for this awesome piece of writing.

Stephens at sun-down the following day, in the hope that he too might be favoured with a vision of Lilith.
During this time she frequently inquired whether her features really were not beautiful enough to be copied for the countenance of a goddess, and when he eagerly assured her of the fact, made him swear that he was not deceiving her with flattery.
Neither Bias nor Myrtilus had ever been allowed to remain on shore; but, on the whole, the slave protested, Myrtiluss health, thanks to the pure sea air on the Hydra, had improved, in spite of the longing which often assailed him, and the great excitements to which he was sometimes
exposed.
There had been anxious hours when Hannos father and brothers visited the Hydra to induce her captain to make money out of the captive sculptor, and either sell him at a high price or extort a large ransom from him; but Bias had overheard how resolutely Ledscha opposed these proposals, and represented to old Satabus of what priceless importance Myrtilus might become to them if either should be captured and imprisoned.

I’m hired.

Isn’t that the best thing you’ve read all day?