We've had similar discussions lately about pets, but our old cat will be 18½ in the very near future. He's arthritic as hell (which is tough since we have a split level) and hasn't been eating much lately. Still, I haven't really entertained any "final" options. I hope I know, for his sake, when the time is right.

Jane likes a particular type of plug-in air freshener they sell at BB&B and their holiday scents were on sale. According to the label, my bathroom now smells like Hanukkah.

Some of us may have enjoyed more vacation than the others, but the party ends tomorrow.

I probably don't want to know how much mayonnaise was drunkenly consumed by U of M students last night.

Why are they so expensive!?

While I vaguely know what the date is, I have no concept of what day it is right now. Those holidays in the middle of the week really screwed with my internal chronometer.

All right, let's do this I guess.

We've made it to the end of the year, citizens. I hope your year was a good one, and here's to an even better year this next go-round.

Hoping this will be my third day in the office with no one else there in a row.

Years ago, I found what seemed like an Anglicized version of the weird Casio keyboard I had as a kid. Didn't work though, and I just kind of left it at work (where I had it delivered). A co-worker that had a handy spouse found it, took it home, and brought it back good as new. Much like my parents, I've been listening to the Toy Symphony a lot.