If you’re like me, when you hear the word “leo” you think of the International Space Station, because it’s in Low Earth Orbit. But this August one can’t help but think of the astrological sign Leo the Lion. Especially in light of that brave white hunter Bungalow Bill DDS (aka, Bloomington MN dentist Walter Palmer – just his practice is in Bloomington; he lives over in Eden Prairie should you want to drop by his home for tea and cookies) who bravely paid somebody to lure Cecil the Lion from a sanctuary so he could kill him with a crossbow. Congrats, doc. Now Bloomington is known for something even more nauseating than the Mall of America. I hope Ted Nugent needs a lot of grill work, ‘cuz I can’t imagine a whole lot of other folks will be seeking your dental skills. Though I suppose Michelle and Marcus Bachmann aren’t far away.

But August isn’t just about killing leos, as we as celebrate their birthdays, including Leo in Chief Barack Obama, who was allegedly born in Hawaii 54 years ago yesterday, plus the birthday of my brother and wife (that’s two different people – I’m not some Mormon with brother-wives), who were both born an undisclosed number of years ago today. So, happy birthday to you both. Your checks are in the mail.

Otherwise, I’m jut trying to make it through another week. The weekend won’t be all that enjoyable, since I have a Monday morning dentist appointment hanging over my head. I don’t think he’s a lion killer, though I don’t really know for sure. I assume he’s Hindu – do they kill lions? I know cows are safe, but I’m not sure about other critters.

My sister is trying to get me to go look at a 1996 GMC Jimmy with a plow on it, because I made the mistake of mentioning that I’d kinda like to sit in a heated cab listening to the radio while I plow my driveway this winter (not to mention being able to plow a lot faster), rather than freezing my ass off on the tractor (cab or no cab, it gets cold out there after a while). So she’s been on the job scouring Craig’s List ever since. I hate talking to people and haggling and all that stuff, but it really would be nice to have.

Oh well, I suppose I’d better get back to work.