1. Those wildfires are hard to watch. Especially when you learn that someone started it. For some reason, it’s almost worse to me when someone accidentally starts it - like a kid who plays with a match and ends up burning down 50 houses. It’s like someone coughed without covering their mouth and caused a tornado.
2. Since I’m on the topic of murder, Drew Peterson is still kickin’ it, isn’t he?
3. I walked into the kitchen today to find Little Filthy sitting and staring at the kitchen island. As soon as he spotted me, he started to jump so his head would peek up over the counter. I’d eaten part of a banana earlier and left the other half on the counter. He’s banana crazy.
That just reminded me of something. When the Seattle Peeps were here and they actually met Little Filthy, it occured to me how many times I had to say, “Oh…he [does this] when [this happens].” Examples (all of which they witnessed, save maybe the banana thing):
a) He goes nuts when you open that cupboard. (There is one particular kitchen cupboard that causes Little Filthy to lose his shit when it’s opened.)
b) He humps his toys the moment you try to take them.
c) He jumps (literally - he jumps up and down) if you move the rug that he’s standing on. He pounces straight up and down, staring at the ground. If I do this to him, I can walk into the room an hour later and he’s still jumping and staring.
d) He falls asleep when you file his nails. (I file them every so often since he tends to jump on me and snag my pants otherwise.) If you put him on his back with his legs sticking straight up, you could file his nails all day and he’ll sleep the entire time.
e) He loses his mind if he smells a banana. He can smell you reaching for a banana.
4. I cracked my patio door open last night so cool air would come in during the night. I woke up and it was 55 degrees in my place. And I sort of loved it while I was in bed, anyway. But it occurred to me that a woman might really find the whole practice odd. I like chilly air when I sleep.
5. That brings up another cold-weather practice: Wearing socks in bed. Do you do it?
I don’t think I could do it. It feels like going to bed with shoes on. Just… odd. And besides, don’t your feet get too warm? It’s kind of gross, too, if you’ve been wearing the socks all day, right? Hell, I think it’s sort of gross that people get into their beds after collecting dirt on their skin all day. Those people only wash their sheets once a month and always have a rash.
It just occurred to me that I’m going to be single forever because I’m a weirdo and my dog is, too.