My Freakin' Public
Okay, okay, the last post I made was last week.
Get over it.
People keep saying "Think of your public, think of your public." When was the last time my public thought of me?
I hung out with Trance a lot this weekend.
Okay, so he is cool, but sometimes I have to remind him that we are in my house! Dude.
The Humans are still very very weird. The Human Lanna has been reading these "romance novels" a lot lately. Doesn't she get enough of that crap from the Human Edmund. Oh, wait, he just turned to ESPN. Whatever.
So I turn to my tome, the inestimable Weekly World News and find that there is still hope! For instance, soon all ugly people will have to wear masks. And isn't it about time.
Watch out for garden gnomes. Whatever they are.