Monday morning

And it's a beautiful day, despite my getting the news last night that a relative of mine who has never been known for her sound judgment has apparently met a new guy and moved him right into her place despite her the facts that she can hardly afford to cover her and her kid's bills on her pay and that this guy doesn't have a job. To that relative: Guys aren't going to buy the cow if you give them the milk for free. And to that guy: We haven't met yet but I've got my eye on you. Just so that we're clear, I'm giving you a chance to prove yourself but if you ever hurt her or that child that I adore...well you'd do well to make sure that the people who make milk cartons have got a really good picture of you to put on the side of their products.

Not a sermon; just a suggestion.

Oh, and when we do meet, you might want to have a job, a neat, short haircut, and impeccable manners. That's just another suggestion.



That aside, I have three objectives today:

1. Shoot.
2. Run.
3. Clean the Lair.

I'd better get moving--one of these is going to take me a while.