In case anyone’s wondering, my life’s been pretty dull this week. I could bore you with the details, but I figure if you’re bored enough to be stopping by, I don’t need to make it any worse. Until you hear otherwise, it’s safe to assume I’m:
(a) waking,
(b) typing,
(c) futzing,
(d) eating,
(e) griping,
(f) freewheeling,
(g) scapegoating,
(h) mollycoddling,
(i) toying,
(j) dozing,
(k) drooling,
(l) stumbling,
(m) gossiping,
(n) bemoaning,
(o) paying,
(p) flopping,
(q) digesting,
(r) smiling,
(s) leering,
(t) sneering,
(u) dancing,
(v) swilling, 
swishing,
(x) sauteeing,
(y) reading, and
(z) sleeping–not necessarily in that order.
I’ll try to mix it up a bit in the next few days.
Oh, one other thing: Caleb is neither for sale nor rent. Well, not so far as I know. If you’re really interested, though, I can always ask.
sturtle [dot] com 