So, I've Made Some New Friends

Ever had people say to you "You should go out more.  Meet new people."  Although I've never actually had anyone say this to me, I'm pleased to say that I don't need this advice because I've managed to get some new friends without ever leaving the comfort of my home.

My new friends are so great I wanted you to meet them too.

I call this one Holy Shit.  Actually, I don't know what his name is, that's just what I said when we were introduced.  He lives in my shed and enjoys long walks and eating unsuspecting insects.  As a reference point, that round-ish spot where he's got his right hind (?) leg is about the size of a quarter.  He's a big boy indeed.  Probably a real winner with the ladies.

Then today, I met another new friend.

This one is Damn, There's Another One.  He lives in the wood pile behind the shed.  To be fair, I'm not sure that this isn't Holy Shit because, to tell you the truth, they all look the same to me.  To get this all sorted out, I'm thinking of having a cook-out next week and introducing them to each other.

Emails Your Father Should Not Send You

It is well documented that my father sends me (and everyone else he knows) the most ridiculous emails.  Most of them I don't open because I'm very, very afraid.  His computer always seems to be infected with one virus or another and I'm sure a lot of it has to do with him indiscriminately clicking links in emails that HE gets.

The other day I got one from him that the subject line alone had me terrified.  This is not something a father should be sending his daughter. 

The subject was "woodies."

That's just wrong.