hermione's rapture, sunshine, and escaped convicts...

i have a cat (ok, i have two cats...but it does not make me less of a man)...she is, shall we say...portly. she if you only saw her from her front shoulders up she looks normal...but when she sits down she looks like a pear...that gut is just gross. she has become a very good friend of mine ever since some mean dog tried to eat her and i spent a couple months nursing her back to health. our favorite activity now is a good hard brushing...she is wierd about it. she likes it when i brush hard and back and forth really fast...everywhere too, her belly, her sides. you really need to see it happen sometime...she gets so damn excited and starts writhing around as if there is just too much pleasure in her, like she will just swell and burst with pure joy. then she goes searching for something to rub her head against while it's happening. maybe it only amuses me...or maybe it just makes me wish i could feel such complete happiness from such a simple thing...sometimes i can...i think i am rediscovering how.

the sun is out today...not a cloud in sight from my office window. these days are much easier to handle when they are intermixed with the lovely dreariness of a grey fall day.

apparently some death row inmate hatched a ballsy scheme to escape prison in texas and actually pulled it off. somehow he got hold of some civilian digs, ditched the orange jumpsuit and grabbed a phony id badge that showed him as working with the district attorney's office. somehow he convinced prison folks he was there on legit business and was ready to leave. just walked out into the sunshine. you have to give the guy credit...although i suppose when you are facing the death penalty...dressing up as a district attorney and just trying to walk out doesn't really seem that ballsy...what else are they going to do to you? i'm still impressed though.

i've been down, i've been around, but i've fallen on my own two feet and i've left you out to drown...