Paranoid? Me?

I just noticed that someone in Kennebunkport, ME has been checking out ye olde blog. Methinks it’s gdub’s pappy, bush the elder. Could be Bar, I s’pose. Who else lives in Kennebunkport?

It’s not a cat-picture but this made me laugh:

It reminded me of the time my friend Charlie and I were walking down the street and coming toward us was a woman with the words “Can’t touch this” splashed across her chest. We both giggled and Charlie said “don’t want to”. (Perhaps you had to be there, hmm?)

Anyways, Duty brought me some luffly flowers today for being a semi-meanie last night. I swear, he is so unconscious of how his actions affect others (i.e.: me). It’s like he lives in his own world some days and the rest of us pop in now and again for a visit. Sigh. The flowers are very pretty, though.

Thanks for the comments on my political rant. It’s a very interesting perspective to stand back and watch it all unfold. Thanks for pointing out, Anita, that this kind of thing goes on in every arena, not just politics. I know that’s all too true and I am not sure I even want to try wrapping my head around that. I’m full up on the global conspiracy stuff. (Think that’s why Paps and Bar are checking out the snark??)

Things that make you go hmmmmm …..