That's long been Lady, but now it seems to be Emma also. They are both waiting for me at the street end of the driveway in the afternoon. Lady, of course, is driven by hunger (although I'm pretty sure she snacks elsewhere) but Emma turns up her nose at what I put down for her.

Last night I found out what was making the dry cat food disappear--I opened the door and found a mid-size possum on the top step, noshing down dry cat food.

And the raccoon(s) really really like my apple cores. I bring them home from work, toss them out near the dog biscuits, and by morning they are completely gone. If I find apple trees growing in my yard I'll know the source.

I forgot to use the magical joy juice (Soothanol) on my knees this morning and I noticed a definite negative difference. I shall try to remember tomorrow.

Well, I finally found out when my "subject" was divorced. I still haven't discovered the rrelevant dates for husbabnd #2. I'll have to go back to the letters in the divorce time period and see if there's anything else to help me piece together a rough time line.

And I think it's safe to say that this time next week her "life" will be on the archival storage shelves.

Just after I got there this morning about 8 AM I heard a tapping on the door. It was an electrical guy, needing access to do some work. I set the door so it wouldn't automatically lock, since it was about an hour until a student worker and/or the librarian would arrive.

My timing was great this afternoon also--I reached an outstanding stopping point in the processing just as it began to sprinkle. By the time I was outside the city proper the rain was behind. I took the interstate across the lake because I was VERY low on gas and figured that I might as well stop at Sam's for the gas, then pick up a few things at WalMart.

It's fun to see the progress being made on the new bridges. It seems to go fairly quickly. I'll bet there are time bonuses in the contracts--there definitely were in the post-K repair contracts. In fact, the contractor who did the repairs on the eastbound span got something like a $15 million bonus. But that was essential for commercial traffic--without the Twin Spans heavy truck traffic had to "detour" through Baton Rouge. That added a LOT of miles.

The westbound span still can't handle really big loads. At first, there were a lot of tickets handed out. Weights and Measures lurked right where the trucks came off the bridge. Now, however, the trucks have to pass over a scale to be allowed on the temporary span. This is the bridge that has inspections and repairs two or three days a week. And that is why I prefer the 80 yr. old two-lane (with no shoulders at all) bridge for going into the city.

Enough about trivial stuff. And nothing earthshaking has gone on.

A former fire chief in New Orleans passed last week and his funeral was today, I think. And it was scheduled to have a second line. They follow the procession to the cemetery, then after the interment head back home singing and dancing. On the procession, the band plays "Just a Closer Walk" and as they return it's generally "When the Saints Come Marchin' In."

When the King Tut exhibit left the city back in the mid-70s "he" was given a jazz funeral.

Enough for now--I plan to watch "House."