started last night as we watched "The Great Escape" with Steve McQueen and James Garner and Charles Bronson. Bad flick. Makes allied concentration camps look like my old neighbor's playhouse set-up. In any event, we entertained ourselves with early 60's drama while the cats napped and scratched and bit and all the stuff that cats do.
My baby is still looking for a job. I keep forgetting to take my new pants to the tailor to have them taken up. We're thinking of trading in the ps2 games and movies we've finished for a new movie or game tonight. its life. plain and boring. eyeing the constant iraq related reports, avoiding the superbowl, and getting stuck on PBS to watch and hour-long Nature episode about puppy training.