My desk is kind of a clusterfuck, because I have a roll top desk, and a laptop, so it’s kludges everywhere.
I’m not thrilled about this, but at least Bert is not trying to walk on the keyboard, while she’s doing this.
“You’re not going to make me move, are you?”
– Bert
The warms of the wires.
Things get disconnected all the time, guv. Be a shame if your … “Time Machine” … were disconnected, now wouldn’t it?
If anything beats Manny Pearl biting right through my headset cord, while I was on a call, I will not know how to handle myself. Naughty babies, all of 'em.
Bert and Ernie Update
Bert prefers baskets, no matter how dirty.
Ernie has a fat tummy, and likes places that are smooth and flat. And right next to me. This is going to be a problem when he’s as big as Manny Pearl, because that fuzzbutt uses up a lot of my mouse area with his floof-itude.
I reckon he’ll grow into those enormous paws!
Yeah I think he’ll be a big boy. Not tall necessarily, but wide. Compared to Bert he is a tank even though there is only 5 ounces between their weights.
“Big boned,” as they say. 
We’ve adopted Mr. Kidd’s sister’s dog, Max:
He looks to be a Very Good Boy. 14/10.
I wonder if Ponch and Jon ever had an episode like that?
a tortoise on the run
Truly a hare-racing adventure.
Good thing the CHP officers didn’t have zenophobia.
Okay, I don’t have vivid sex dreams that often, but I did dream the other night that I was making out with a girl I dated decades ago, who had a bit of a mustache.
Today, Ruby got right up in my face because I’d been eating yogurt.
Then it dawned on me…
