june 8

with two cats in the yard, life used to be so hard Lynda and I have a goofy agreement: Since finding good men to make the other half of our lives is so hard (being intelligent has something to do with it, but that's not necessarily a positive thing -- I sense intelligent, cynical and two SOBs for dads has a lot to do with it, too) we've decided that if we're still single at 40, we'll open up a B&B full of cats and settle into full out stereotypical spinster mode and do all sorts of ecological things and be everybody's wacky aunts. Told mom, and she sent this:  Gotta love it.