Discovered Gun Street Girl. Wow. It reminds me of Alan Moore and Neil Gaiman and Kaja and Phil Foglio.

Herbie (my cat) opened a yellow watermelon.

Introduced my mother to the joys of Kate Beaton.

Had my car inspected. Subsequently had to buy a new gas cap.

Quasi-rough night at work, but it will all be over in two more nights.

theatreannie is having berry beer and peanut butter on rice cakes. "It makes a pbj in my mouth = D"

Managed to get tipsy on a free Bud Light tonight.

Audition for a new church job tomorrow afternoon. I should probably be more anxious than I am. See previous deed.

I got my wisdom teeth extracted today.

Currently recuperating with an all-white cat on my lap, savoring the results of my liquid diet.

Also, my wife is absolutely amazing. I keep falling for her every day.

This could have been longer, but I'm tired, and I doubt that people really want to hear the details of me undergoing sedation, or about how wonderful my naps throughout the day were.

On the way to work, I realized that I had my phone turned off, and had thus missed Annie's calls to bring her dinner.

As I worked to rectify this, the bottom fell out, dumping much rain and a little sleet all over the New Brunswick area.

Returning to my car, I drove through the pounding rain and sleet, with the sun setting on my left in a cloud-strewn blue sky, facing a rosé-mixed-with-champagne colored sky. About halfway to work, I saw the double rainbow.

Now, many hours later, I am happy and tipsy. I do like a good Port. Mmmmmmmm . . . .