Got about eight hours, with the interesting result that I solved the entire Jumble in a few minutes. Hm. Walked Lark after breakfast; it was still pretty cool in spite of the sun, but she was satisfactorily exhausted when we got home after half an hour. We dropped by to say hello to the students out digging, but we didn't see that nice girl. Oh well.
Grandma having said she'd like some fish other than salmon, Philip went and bought a pound of mako shark. He found a recipe online for mako Marsala, and it came out really well. Much better, in fact, than either the pasta or the bread. Sigh.
Reading The Warrior's Apprentice, and then Philip says we're watching Transformers. I kinda have a headache.
Phil and I took Beautifuls out for a walk about eight. Took the way around the pond. Saw lots of rabbits, which Lark made a point of chasing. The high point, though, was when, on the gravel road where the branch heads off for Nevada, we saw a deer. It was a doe, for once, and it stayed way ahead of Lark, even with that funny bound that rather resembles a scared lamb, if not so tight. Heh. It was a nice walk, the air cooling down after sunset and all the nocturnal mammals coming out. Lark was adequately exhausted, and I made it all the way around with cramping up my right leg. This is pretty new, since this morning, and I really hope it goes away.
Watched Transformers. It wasn't bad. The giant robots were fun, and the loser kid gained some xp by the end, if not, perhaps, an entire level. Or maybe he did gain a level, it just wasn't in coolness. Oh well. There were some good bits. There were also bits where I wanted to bang someone over the head, possibly for not watching enough movies as a kid. Anyway. Megatron reminded me of Makuta. And it is ridiculous that Spellcheck does not acknowledge Megatron. I'll grant them Makuta, but Megatron? Gimme a break! Anyway. For the record, and if anyone wants to know: my favorite human character is the soldier with the baby daughter. Coolest guy. Right. Of the Autobots......probably Iron Hide. He may not bear much resemblance to Az's babblings but he's funny. Because he's trigger happy. As for Ratchet.....I wanna know why, in Unicron's name, he needs to know anything about biological systems. Let alone pheromones. My point? That remark was totally uncalled for. Not unlike a whole lot of conversations, mainly because they've been held so many times in so many movies it's impossible to make them sound fresh for anyone but a genius, but hey. There has to be some script. Characters can't simply keep their mouths shut for 75% of the movie, however much you'd like them to do so. Although I have to say Sam's parents weren't bad. I just would've liked to see his mom go postal. She never entirely did. Sigh.
Oh, and the dog of the title is Sam's Chihuahua. Mojo. Had a splint on one foreleg for most of the movie.
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please give us a mugshot of lark. (with her mouth shut) to use as our tf2 ave <.<
Is this Peter? I'll see what I can do. Have you already looked through Della's photo collection, or are you still too lazy to go to the trouble after the easy access disappeared?
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