Apparently I’m supposed to meet the new downstairs tenant or tenants today. One of the cats, presumably Gizmo, threw up all over the back deck. One can appreciate just how boring things are from the notion that this would be newsworthy.
A friend of mine is getting married and has asked me to come up with the wording on the gift that will be given to each guest. After the wedding I will reveal why this is extremely funny. In the meantime I’m cudgelling my brains for something which will have the right ‘flavour’.
