that picture of the cameo I promised. Ain’t that just beautiful?

What A Bunch Of Crap. One of the drawbacks to having five cats is the combined, um, output to deal with—we passed a veterinarian’s sign on Saturday which cheerfully reminded us, “YOUR CAT WILL EAT 28 TIMES ITS WEIGHT IN FOOD YEARLY”. We’ve been collecting about three weeks’ worth of output due to inclement weather, and it’s now time to get that out of the basement. Let me explain a little about our trash service: They won’t pick up anything weighing over 20 lbs., which makes most trash cans useless. (One cat will foul 20 lbs. of litter in a week.) Historically, our truck averages a pickup time of about 10:30am or so, which means I usually put the trash out as I leave for work and return to find the cans strewn about our driveway.

This morning, I hauled nine bags out to the curb at 8:30, knowing I’d have plenty of time before it was collected. I left for work an hour later, passing the magnificent pile of cat poo, and drove down Frederick Road looking at…my neighbors’ empty garbage cans.

On a positive note, some good samaritan came by and collected the dead opossum carcass from our front lawn, so I didn’t have to deal with that.

Office Space. The office is now officially wired, which means I can start replacing floorboards and cleaning up the mess I’ve made. One power line, two data lines, one phone line, and one cable line. Halleleujah, amen.