The Jelly Brain Edition

My brain is goo. In fact one of the reasons for this mid-week post is that after my last 3-hour final tonight I quite possibly will be unable to form complete sentences for some time. There's nothing like exams that cause you to curl up in the fetal position, chattering away like a gibbon monkey. Yesterday we saw a coyote in the neighborhood. So clearly we either live too close to wilderness OR someone in the subdivision is a Werewolf. (and not the sweet kind that plays in a band and dates the school brainiac...I watch too much 'Buffy' can you tell?) Personally I'm packing silver bullets juuuuuuuuust in case. I've been having weird dreams lately. I'm sure I have weird dreams frequently however I usually don't remember my dreams. Recently I've had dreams that included Candice Bergen, a warehouse where I was chased by the mob, and monsters. I hate Oprah btw. The other day she interviewed the woman who drove over and killed her husband with her car. Now I'm not one to get all conspiratorial but don't you think it odd she interviews a woman who ran over her husband in a car a few months after she gave every member of her audience a new CAR!?!? Clearly she's building an army of killer-car driving mad housewives. You laugh now, but when she names herself Empress of the World...you'll apologize to me. I've been so out of it lately that I went about 6 days without shaving. I finally took care of it yesterday when I realized I was starting to look like Yukon Cornelius Shell has exploded. Her belly suddenly enlarged three-fold in about an hour and half one night, scaring me and her crew who insisted on taking a photo. It's been raining and occasionally snowing here this week but I was able to get some new nature photos... A Blue Jay and a lovely yellow flower Doggy pictures galore as always: Here Willow is either playing tug with a toy, or recording her new hit single...I'm not quite sure Full extended fetch :) Here a rare photo of Willow's great great grandmother Helga Sheltie. No no it's just me playing with the sepia on my digital camera...made ya look. Dixie is starting to get a little shaggy again Watching Daddy BBQ some sausages A huge Happy Birthday shout out to Miss Morghan, producer extraordinaire and yoga goddess!!! One of the huge bummers about living far away from the city is not being able to see people like Morghan on a more regular basis. Of course there's no reason why she can't come here and visit...especially when she says she going to come and I put on cologne for her...and then she breaks my heart by not coming after all...*sorry..I promised myself I wouldn't cry* Me and the rest of the JCR Elitist Intellectuals are planning a movie night slumber party soon with a marathon of Simpsons episodes and other stuff. Shell goes in for the big color ultrasound Friday, we'll update as soon as possible. Now I think I have to get back to Cold War politics and Matthew Evangelista's "Unarmed Forces". Until next time Cheers