I have been painting the last two days. Just the living room. Today I have to do the trim. It'll feel beachy when it gets done. I'll tackle the library after Christwanzakah.
In hindsight, Salmon Rushdie makes Sony look like a bunch of sissies. Or is that retroactively? I dunno. I need more coffee.
It takes Pluto 248 Earth years to orbit the sun.
Venus rhymes with penis.
I'm giggling like a 12 year old.
Also, Venus rhymes with anus.
Unless you pronounce: ah-noos. Which I do.
|Granted, it's not as impressive as appearing in a dog's asshole, but still.|