Nerds in the Wild update. Politics has come up. After a few riffs on Sarah Palin and Tina Fey on SNL, they're talking about George Bush and Will Ferrell.

Nerd 1: Well, if Bush was on, someone would throw a shoe, and he'd duck.

Nerd 2: Whatever else you might say about him, Bush has good reflexes.

Nerd 1: He has to. He had a vice president who shot people in the face.

is there anything more sleepy-making than a sleeping cat on your lap? I vote no.

I vote for the pattering of rain dripping onto broad leaves. Knocks me right out. And I don't just say that because the cat will steal your soul as you sleep.

Actually, I get that with a lot of noises -- the pile driver outside my old office kind of put me to sleep, too. It was muffled by the time you got to my interior office, and totally rhythmic.

But it is time to get up! Sorry, cat. (Oh, that's the other thing with the cat -- the trapped-ness.)

(Oh, that's the other thing with the cat -- the trapped-ness.)

Mine's always guaranteed to jump on top of me for snuggles just as I'm getting ready to get up to go to the bathroom. And, she usually managed to land right on top of my bladder for full painful effect.

OMG, is there anything more sleepy-making than a sleeping cat on your lap? I vote no.

Watching Private Practice. It's dropped me unconscious as if I were clubbed over the head every time I've tried to watch an episode.

The rain used to drip off our roof onto the poinsettia leaves that edged our house in Jamaica. Utterly soporific. But my parents have cut down all the poinsettia. I don't remember if we have anything edging the house anymore.

I just busted myself as listening in on the developers' conversation. And it wasn't even all in English. I just need to tell them something, and I've been waiting for an hour.

Did I tell them? No. I just commented on what they were talking about, and then scooted because I should have kept my mouth shut. Now they're on break. I need to write down what I was going to tell them, because at this rate it'll be forever before I get a chance.

Timelies all!

Woke up a couple of times before the alarm went off. Sleepy now.

So $1800, three rounds of anesthetic (par for the course, I numb poorly) and a case of the shakes from the anesthetic (a first) I have 2 temp crowns and don't go back until next year.

Woy.

Gonna start the soup now. Maybe by the time it is done, I'll be able to feel my tongue and half my face. Glad I swam early, no way I'd be up for it now.

Garden Noam Chomsky

heh.

Garden Noam Chomsky

Bwah! If I had the spare cash...