Thursday, January 22, 2004

My cat is a catnip junkie. I cam home from this morning's meeting, and Snack, after politely requesting and receiving some kitty herbiage early in the day, somehow got up on a pretty high bookshelf, and somehow managed to unscrew the lid, spreading catnip all over the floor in the study, all over his fur, and all over the runner at the top of the stairs, all of which I discovered in reverse, deducing only when I found the spilled catnip. I've been thinking a lot lately about what the perfect sized community would be, as far as having enough revenue to enjoy a higher quality of life. There are some choices, since the community would still be paying government taxes, that would be compromises - choosing to live near a park, rather than building one - getting corporate rates at a nearby health club, instead of building and maintaining facilities. 1:25:30 AM