Wednesday night is Paseo dinner and movie night and last night was event filled.

The elusive Milissa made a cameo appearance in her Chanel No. 5 and onion scent whilst the crowd, bolstered by Tall Ed and Leslie G., ate BBQ.

Dan Lay reported we won big in the lottery: $11.00!

Oz, the lovely Deb and I watched Robert Altman’s 70s tour de force, “Nashville”, and Deb hated, Hated HATED it. It’s a funny movie to me, but even more funny was Deb’s negative reaction to the intentionally bad country music.

Caught DeShan, Kelly O, Clint, Brent and two others playing Trivial Pursuit at Poetry Night at GSpot and was treated to another installment of the Cindy and Nixon soap opera.

Sinatra seems now to like the outside EXCEPT it turns out there are other cats in the world and at least one of them is a LOT bigger than my kitten. This is a frightening turn of events for a feline that was sure he was the conquerer of the entire universe up to that point.

Have I mentioned that my home’s decor is now entirely and completely contemporary white sheddings?

It’s The Look, I tell you. I like it so well, I’ve adopted it for most of my wardrobe as well.

Yesterday was so beautiful, I didn’t even go into the office. I put on a denim shirt and drove around with the top down. Wrote on my “grandmother” short story that’s part of my novel of stories I’ve been working on for more than a year.

Mcarp says his name should be pronounced as if he were the middle of 26 kinds of carp (all bottom feeders, he notes), while I think it should be more like “McArp”. It’s his name, of course, but that doesn’t just automatically make him correct. Read his blog and see if you don’t think a reference to a McDonald’s small Arp isn’t a reasonable interpretation. We had an insider’s discussion of stuff going on at his office that I found interesting, but not fodder for this blog at this time.

He took my advice, btw, and did indeed write about sex. It was sorta zen, I thought, but that’s kind of appropos for a zen kinda guy like MCARP.

I haven’t written about the vice president’s hunting contretemps because I just think it’s funny that the media is making such a big deal about this and still lets him slide on the huge lies he told about Iraq and is STILL telling about his role in our Iraq policy. Fox has him on TV for an exclusive interview and doesn’t ask a single question about Scooter Libby or Jack Abramoff? WTF?!?

Drove by a 7-11 last night and their posted price for regular gas was below $2.00/gal. Don’t worry, Exxon-Mobil has still posted the largest profit for any corporation in history.

Kat with a K’s mother has purchased a new car. She sort of needs to learn how to drive it still, but it’s a new car as of right now until she wrecks it. She’s started the destruction by trying to put a CD into a slot that wasn’t the CD player.

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