Toosday. Tuesday. Twosday.

Greetings from the largest totally invisible city in the Generica.

Again with the rumors about Houston being nuked by the Bush neocons to create an event that will allow them to further control the process and suspend the constitution. WHo knows? It could all be just so much "black helicopters and UN storm trooper" nonsense, but it's the THIRD TIME IT'S COME TO MY ATTENTION. What's up with THAT?

I'm going to have to break down and take an antihistimine. Urg. All this dirt that's being raised is just too much to handle.

I couldn't get myself out of my chair to take another load over to the new house today. I have some kind of sinus infection, I think. I've been running a low fever, and I can tell those "cedar pollen" signs in my stomach and head.

FINALLY, tax return business coming out of the woodwork. I also must get on the stick with some mortgage books. That before I move, I guess.

Mitch is already waffling on longer term at the new place. Well, I can deal with that, I'm sure. He wants to sell it, for sure.

Had good news at the doctor today - blood sugar was normal, cholesterol was normal, blood pressure was so close to normal that we called it that, triglycerides were slightly high, as were liver enzymes. I'd lost three pounds in two weeks.

I wonder what time Guns will show himself tomorrow. He made mention of having some time conflict in the morning. I'm hoping to feel so much better in the morning that I can bound out of bed, throw the hanging clothing, the closet stuff and .. well, isn't that enough .. into Ruby and make a run out west.

Barney is starting to display some real signs of winding down. He sleeps so soundly now that clapping my hands loudly doesn't bring him around. I have to go nudge him to get him to come outside. He has been limping this week, and is having trouble balancing when he's standing. Plus, Lisa and Rick kept commenting yesterday and today that he's drooling a lot.

Yurg.

New place - dogs kept only on slate tile floor. No carpeting movement at all.

Had lunch with Chuck today at Denis' Seafood Restaurant near Memorial City. It was lovely. Chuck was wearing a dark blue/gray suit, with leather braces, a white shirt and beautiful tie. He looked like a million dollars. He had atchafalya catfish which was so tasty it could have altered the flow of space and time. Wow. I had fried catfish, which was outstanding - this from someone who doesn't LIKE catfish!

I just love Chuck. I adore him. I'd have a very hard time being without him. You could just eat him with a spoon.

Time for snoozing.