4 More Days
I feel like I've been liberated from a circle of hell. Not a lower circle mind you, just one of the first ones where pick pockets and fibbers go.
Today:
CK got an email from BBC4 asking to use footage of Misha masturbating on a blanket. They'll pay 50 quid. In our house, it's okay if you do and okay if you don't. Just know that if we catch you in the act, we'll likely sell the footage to British tele.
And more about the birds, while on the phone with my mother today, she said, "oooh oooh, hold on, hold on. Sonja. Noooo. Noooo. Good boy, Mack." When she came back, Mom informed me that Sonja (the red parrot) was biting Mack's (chocolate lab) paws. And Mack had lifted his head and was probably debating in his mind, "Do I eat Sonja or do I just kill Sonja?" For the record, Sonja wasn't biting. If she was, she'd already be dead. She was preening him. She preens Thatcher too. Dogs don't like preening though, at least the bird version of it.
We need to pack everything that will go in luggage today. CK swears that we won't be able to fit it but I think we've got a shot.
I'm going to my last LA dance class today. Jill has been really sweet and let me take class as her guest all week. And she's picking me up today for class since I don't have a car. I will so miss her. What a change from Sara. Thankfully, Jill's family is in NY so she comes in for a visit every once and awhile. Maybe we can go take class in the city.
The ladies are taking me out to lunch after class to say goodbye. Nice.
We are going to Caroline and Eliot's for dinner to say goodbye. I think she's making chicken on the grill.
Off to push a few posts for TVS and dance.
Today:
CK got an email from BBC4 asking to use footage of Misha masturbating on a blanket. They'll pay 50 quid. In our house, it's okay if you do and okay if you don't. Just know that if we catch you in the act, we'll likely sell the footage to British tele.
And more about the birds, while on the phone with my mother today, she said, "oooh oooh, hold on, hold on. Sonja. Noooo. Noooo. Good boy, Mack." When she came back, Mom informed me that Sonja (the red parrot) was biting Mack's (chocolate lab) paws. And Mack had lifted his head and was probably debating in his mind, "Do I eat Sonja or do I just kill Sonja?" For the record, Sonja wasn't biting. If she was, she'd already be dead. She was preening him. She preens Thatcher too. Dogs don't like preening though, at least the bird version of it.
We need to pack everything that will go in luggage today. CK swears that we won't be able to fit it but I think we've got a shot.
I'm going to my last LA dance class today. Jill has been really sweet and let me take class as her guest all week. And she's picking me up today for class since I don't have a car. I will so miss her. What a change from Sara. Thankfully, Jill's family is in NY so she comes in for a visit every once and awhile. Maybe we can go take class in the city.
The ladies are taking me out to lunch after class to say goodbye. Nice.
We are going to Caroline and Eliot's for dinner to say goodbye. I think she's making chicken on the grill.
Off to push a few posts for TVS and dance.