Saints Commentary from another New Orleanian.

Yes--generally unbelievable.

But such a nice feeling.

Spent the day at home, doing this and that. That included studying the inside of my eyelids.

CC and Spots are getting better acquainted and sort-of playing with each other. I don't know where he came from, but he is one smart cat. He recognized immediately that he had to be nice to her to gain admittance.

The vet weighed her the other day and she weighs 12.2 pounds. I hate to think what Spots weighs--he's significantly larger than she is. He doesn't have to visit a vet for almost a year--he got all his shots when they took his manhood.

I stopped at Arby's for supper this evening and they discovered that they had a crisis. No filters for making coffee. Somebody wasn't paying attention.

So I had a cold drink instead. No big deal.

On the other hand, before I left I visited Ladies--and discovered that the handicapped stall was out of TP. I mentioned that to the guy as I left. That's much more of a big deal than a coffee filter. How many people check for TP before using a public rest room?

Did I mention that today was an IUD?