So here I am on my front porch enjoying the full moon and a glass of wine. Ashley's in bed and I couldn't sleep. So then my cat, Leo, walks up. He begs to be let in the front door. So I let him in. 30 seconds later, I hear him utter a plaintive wail from somewhere inside: Merwoooow!
Another 30 seconds and he comes around the corner onto the front porch again, looks at me all pissy like, and then stalks off into the night.
Tough crowd.
I do have things to say but I already wrote them all. Posting them chronologically over at the Travel Blog.
Welcome back, Danimal. Sounds like everything's back to normal.
Posted by: WWB at July 24, 2005 4:25 PMOnce I saw a blimp.
Posted by: Brandon at August 22, 2005 2:32 PMWhere oh where has my little FLOGâ„¢ gone, oh where oh where could he be?
Posted by: Timothy at September 1, 2005 2:51 PMThe silence could use some breaking right about now. Or at least a gentle slap.
Posted by: Brandon at September 14, 2005 8:18 PMFLOG swears that FLOG is very close to a stunning rebirth. Maybe tomorrow.
Posted by: FLOG at September 17, 2005 12:57 PMWhat, you're no longer mad with power?
Posted by: Brandon at September 22, 2005 8:51 PMThat was me testing Dan's RSS which doesn't work on the Hostway servers.
Posted by: Kenny at September 22, 2005 9:47 PM