As promised, Me and Mrs. P hit the trail today to enjoy some of that 60 degree weather. Graffiti makers are making some odd choices these days. I already respected midgets without being told by someone who didn’t respect someone else’s property. Mrs. P was moved enough to take this revealing photo because her High School team name was the “Midgets.” She was a Midget Cheerleader, in fact.
She’s also an avid birdwatcher, so she was pretty excited to hear the call of a Kingfisher while we walked the ‘non. This is a Kingfisher picture she’d taken on a previous camping trip. She respects birds. Maybe I’ll write that all over the weather maps tomorrow.
Speaking of writing, the writer’s strike continues, and so do the effects. I read that Kimmel and Leno are guesting on each others’ shows Thursday. They are having trouble getting guests…so they’ll get each other. If Tony Randall were still alive, everything would be fine. Crossing Over From The Other Side, however, is even harder than Crossing A Picket Line. Just look what happened to that (other) John Edwards and that Crossing Over show. Speaking of the Other Side, Leno and Kimmel is odd enough, but when you see Leno on Letterman’s show and vice versa, then you know we are in the End Times. I just know that the next time I’m stuck for ad libs I’m getting Lofton on the phone. We’re all in this together! (That never works on payday.)