Greetings and salutations, everyone; yes, once again it is I, Chess the purebred border collie, here to post, even though almost nothing happened today. You may remember me from such mesmerizing and wonderful posts as “Revenge Of The Rodents” and “Little Red Elephants”, among so many, many others.
I think this was taken after my excellent morning walk, but before the guy I live with left me alone–yes, again–to go out and do stuff. True, he was only gone for a little while, maybe an hour or less, but when he came back he smelled like pizza, but didn’t bring any home. It was pretty shocking. He explained that he was at Whole Foods and someone asked him if he wanted a sample slice of pizza, and “not being a crazy person”, he accepted. But still, he didn’t bring any home. I like pizza, a lot, if you didn’t know.
Well, so nothing I have to say will make up for the fact that no pizza came home today, just the guy I live with and some stuff that wasn’t for me.
Later, he went out into the front yard and was talking to a friend on the phone when he looked down and saw this. It’s not pizza. It’s Titanopsis calcarea. Yes, another picture of it, but this time slightly different. That’s pretty much all that happened in the garden today. I think he fed the birds, and did some stuff, but not much else. It was such a beautiful day, over 60F (about 15.8C) that he said “why ruin it by working?” and I guess I agree. Though the day was already wrecked because I didn’t get any pizza.
I’m supposed to ask if you remember that he sowed some year-old agave seed on the seventh, I think it was, and if you do, well, look here.Other than that, I can’t remember what we did. My evening walk was excellent, though I could have been digesting pizza, of course.
Oh, okay, the guy I live with says he thought about bringing home a whole pizza but for some reason he didn’t. He gets distracted sometimes. He said people said things to him about “the game” and that confused him; like people were being philosophical about life, or something. The new Sherlock Holmes is on tonight, and maybe that was it. You know, the game. Whatever. Maybe he did just forget.
Until next time, then.