Going to go and fetch Genghis from the vet in half an hour, I do hope he’s okay.
Last night Bill and I went to karaoke night at the StarBar. Supped a Shiner Bock while watching StarGate, listened to Joel’s disturbing tales of fancying the pants off Colonel Wilma Deering and then had an amusing time watching Jim flog these godawful fluorescent green revolting
vodka undisclosed alcohol jelly shots. They were called “Horny Leprechauns” and he’d forgotten to put them out for St Patrick’s Day. Somehow he managed to shift a whole ton of them to unsuspecting punters for a dollar each, amazing.
Oh crap, (literally) I thought I’d blanked it out but visions of the doggy do calendar just came flooding back to me.