Elise Sereni Patkotak

It has taken a few months but Blue has finally learned that even though she can see birds on the porch at the feeder, there is still a glass door between her and the birds. And she only had to run into the door twelve or fifteen times to figure it out.

The birds, on the other hand, quickly figured out that she is somehow blocked and barely responded the last few times she went headlong into the sliding door.

I think of the size of bird brains and the size of dog brains and realize once again that size

I’m getting lots of comments from people disappointed in some of the things Obama is doing. Truth to be told, I’m not so thrilled either. But I’m willing to give him some more time to get his presidency launched and sailing smoothly. As for those people horrified at the number of people from the Clinton administration that he is bringing back, may I just say that if he brought every member of the Clinton administration back, including Monica, we’d still be better off than when the BushCheney monolith ran the country.

In renewing my driver’s license, I wonder how many pounds I can shave off my weight before it crosses over from a venial to mortal sin?

I’m taking birthing classes with a young friend whose significant other can’t get down from Barrow in time to take them with her.  I am doing my best but I honestly think that when the nine months pregnant momma has to help her birth partner out of the kneeling position used for some of the exercises that the birthing partner may be a bit over the hill for this activity. Here’s hoping they don’t need to have a bed in the labor room for me because it gets too late at night and I have to go to sleep or

All this fuss about the pope reinstating the very conservative cardinal who doesn’t believe in the Holocaust makes me wonder why don’t people maybe think that the reason the pope did it was because he kind of agrees with his cardinal but doesn’t really want to say it out loud. I mean, what other reason could he possibly have for doing something so hideous and evil as giving the church’s credibility…such as it has left…to someone who is a Holocaust denyer?

I went to a store earlier this week where I needed some items packed up. When I got there, a guy was fixing the strapping machine. He was crouched down like a plumber and I had full view of his entire butt and butt crack for a good ten minutes while he fooled with it. I didn’t know where to look to avoid looking at it. Did I mention it was quite hairy and unattractive…though I’m not sure there are any that are attractive under those circumstances. I finally just walked away and pretended I was very interested in all

I accidentally saw him on the entertainment channel as I was surfing for another CSI episode. He had two or three little blonde girls around him. They were giggling as all little girls with a collective IQ of perhaps 50 do when the camera is trained on their breasts. And he sat in the middle looking for all the world like an ad for untreated venereal disease. I mean, good lord, he makes my skin crawl. 

Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday (I forgot to buy you a card so this will have to suffice), dear Emily. Happy Birthday to you.