Okay, so I'm behind again...

...but this time, there's a good reason. Well, not really - I just got involved doing stuff other than school work, so my Thursday and Friday assessing did not get completed. It's not insurmountable, and not even as burdensome as last weekend. And there were some good reasons not work.

Like, yesterday, for example, there was laundry and vacuuming and whatnot, and then that just naturally led to re-organizing my closet and storing some summer stuff in the shed, right?

And today, after class, I took Dingo out for a birthday lunch, and if that took two-and-a-half hours, well, that's how long it takes, right? And then if Otis and I went to Value Village and did other errands, and had to go grocery shopping, that's all there is to it, it had to be done.

And if we had yummy home-improved pizza for dinner and watched some Battlestar Galactica DVDs Yojimbo gave me, well, that happens, no?

Oy, I'm going to have some work to do tomorrow.

On another note, since it really didn't distract me from work, as I had already given up: Selkie got into a major cat fight tonight. There are apparently three other cats around here. One is Mountain Lion, a feral guy who lives next door; he likes to share Selkie's food, and Selkie lets him, but he doesn't like people. Then there's Half-tail, who wanders through every now and again, but doesn't stay long or push his luck. But tonight, some other cat apparently encroached on Selkie's turf, and Selkie gave him what for. They were really going at it in the walkway - snarling and grappling and rolling, the fur flying everywhere. When I went out, the battle proceeded across the street to the yard of the house on the corner, the new tabby staging a fighting retreat against Selkie's advances. It calmed down after that, and a few minutes later Otis found Selkie walking through the big parking lot. He's in now, sleeping in hs basket, looking none too worse for wear.

But just a few minutes ago, we were sitting in the living room, and we heard our neighbor coming home with her three-year-old. He said something we couldn't catch and then we heard her say, "Yes, there's a lot of cat hair here - what do you think happened?"

Here's a little video treat: Dr. House singing Mystery.