So, I was a big chagrined to find out that John McCain is a fan of Curb Your Enthusiasm, Dexter, and The Wire (and Cindy is a fan of Big Love; I bet there’s an interesting story there). I guess it just goes to show, every asshole has his good points (I’ll leave it up to you decide who’s the asshole – McCain or me).

It’s interesting to be spending all this time alone (as alone as you can be with two dogs playing biteface around you wherever you go; with all the growling, it’s like having Linda Blair from The Exorcist following you around – minus the pea soup). I haven’t had to say more than a few words to anybody since last week (my “roommate” at work has been on vacation, so I’m on my own there, too). Of course, I talk to myself and the dogs a lot. And the cats, too, but they don’t count, since they don’t really understand what I’m saying.

Mostly, I’m just trying to keep the dog out of the cookie jar (aka, litter box).

Oh well, whatever. Time to start getting ready to seek personal fulfillment through my career. Have a good one.