End of the month

Just wanted to remind any of you who pay rent, etc., that tomorrow is the first of the month.

[This has been a public service announcement by Feral Living]


Gamma apparently has mononucleosis. That’ll teach her to play those kissing games in daycare.

Pat and Mike

“There was a little boy who lived next door to a farm. He used to visit the farm every day and play with the animals. He wouldn’t even go home for lunch – he’d just go pick something in the garden, carrots and tomatoes and cucumbers. He’d be filthy dirty by evening.

A beagle lived there he’d play with, and chickens, cows and two pigs named Pat and Mike.”

“Was this little boy you?”

“Sort of.”

“Is this another lie?”


“Ok. Keep going.”

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10-yard dash

Gamma is ill with some sort of strep infection. Everything hurts. High fever. The doctor said to expect her to vomit. Pathetic little thing.

She woke up at 4 this morning, thirsty. Drank a lot of water. Went to the toilet. Went back into our big bed. I went to the toilet. Heard her drinking more water, then: the groan. She jumped out of bed, dropping the bottle of water, and in an amazing burst of energy for a sick little girl, sprinted to the toilet as fast as her short little legs would carry her.

And she made it!


“Alright Gamma! Gold medal!”
“But I dropped the bottle.”
“That’s okay, it was plastic. And you even got the lid back on first!”
“But it rolled under the bed.”
“Don’t worry about it.”

Bobby Burgess

I never expected a novel about lemurs would make me cry so hard.

Sliced bread

Bread in Austria normally comes unsliced. We have a big honking serrated bread knife in our kitchen, and I am the only one in the family who can cut normal-looking slices with it.

The most common exceptions are “Toastbrot” (looks like square, white bread) and tramezzini bread, which looks roughly like toastbrot without the crust.

You can get sliced dark bread, but it’s fairly uncommon.