Operation OFB.
And at no point did anyone see my eyes, make the sign of the cross and then scurry away, looking fearfully over their shoulder at me. I’m a little saddened by that, actually.
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If you read the pet store kitties page, you might remember
Puzzle, whom I saw for the first time last Thursday. She was sick and on medication for an upper respiratory infection, and she vomited while I was there.
Last night, due to complications from the infection, Puzzle died. There’s a raging case of Upper Respiratory Infection going through the set of cats at the pet store, so they’ve suspended adoptions for at least the rest of the week. I sure hope the rest of the kitties end up okay. Keep them in your thoughts, won’t you?
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Man, this whole running-a-business thing is strictly FOR THE FUCKING BIRDS. For sales inside Alabama, we have to collect sales tax. Now, can we just send the whole 8% sales tax to the state of Alabama and go about our happy fucking lives? Well, NO. No, we send 4% to the state, 2.5% to the county, and 1.5% to the city. A HUGE pain in the fucking ass, and what’s worse is that it all has to be postmarked by the 20th, and I still don’t have a county or city account number because I am a HUGE stupidass who didn’t want to deal with it all, and now I’m all running around like a chicken with it’s stupidass head cut off.
Don’t you want me running YOUR company?
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Fred put up more pictures from Friday night, if you haven’t already checked them out, they’re
here. You’ll also note that our fence (the part on the right on the last picture belongs to the neighbors) is already repaired. Fred called them yesterday morning, and the guy was done by the time Fred got home from work. Too fucking cool.
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Oh, but all y’all want is the nekkid (or half-nekkid) German Men, isn’t it? We’re taking a break from AKT today, because I only have one more of him, and I want y’all to appreciate the magic that is AKT. Today we have Achiim. Achiim thought it would be a good idea to toss on some snow-white undies and get comfy on the bed with his mouse.
(That’s just part of his email address I’ve blurred out) Is it just me, or does he bear a striking resemblance to Phil Collins?
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The Hummingbirds – a story in pictures (and also some text)
Hummingbird 1 enjoys the yummy sugar water provided by we wonderful And3rsons.
Hummingbird 2 swoops in and chases Hummingbird 1 away.
Hummingbird 2 partakes of the sugar water.
Hummingbird 1 sneaks back in and slurps down some sugar water as fast as he can, his little tail end wiggling the entire time.
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We briefly had a digital camcorder, before we realized that what we’d wanted was another model. But before we sent it back to exchange it for the other model, we made a quick little movie of the spud.
See it here. It’s a Windows Media movie. We saved it as an .mpg, which took up way more room than we wanted.
And if you’re going to be all stalker-like and watch it over and over again, please download it to your hard drive so you don’t eat up my bandwidth. Thanks!
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