I cheer on debris
Why do I have to work? Hmmm?
We bought a new chair, from IKEA, and stuck the unwieldy round Papa-san thing out on the porch until we can decide what to do with it. The Cat hates the new chair and won't sit on it. She walked around looking all grumpy while LT put it together.
There is a plastic bag caught by the wind outside this window, it just went in an updraft crazy high, up over the top of the hotel roof across the street and it's still going up. Fly, plastic bag! Fly! Go higher than you ever have in your plastic life!
That's all.
—mimi smartypants