Wednesday, October 22, 2008


I didn't have anything to say this morning. (Note that the blog post time is 5:07 when I first opened this window, but I write this at 7:40. ) Then I spoke with Mrs. Curley. Apparently she has the same affliction I have-dreaming of pigs.

We were kidnapped by the KGB because we had someone's diary in our possession. We tried convince them to let us go because we had pigs to feed and a litter due at home. (Ad they didn't have any pizza!)

I really can't beat that one.

Oremus pro invicem!

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