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Just finished watching Michael Moore's recent film Sicko. (It's on the torrents.) This was the first of his works that I've actually managed to sit down and watch. Surprisingly, he reminds me of Andy Rooney. In spite of that, he makes some pretty salient points about the medical industry. I've pretty much decided that insurance, and I have pretty good insurance, is a rook. I've saved the bills from the lump-on-the-wrist thing and I'll go over them tomorrow so that all ya'll can see the rook factor.

No other real news, except that I didn't get any woodpile work done this evening because it was too damn hot out.

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Dear cats, elder-and-established cat Autumn and young-upstart-cat-settling-in Youbee:

The answer to the question I can eats houseplant? is always and forever a resounding NO.

Your attention to this matter would be greatly appreciated by me (lord and master) and also by the christmas cactus, now bungee'd to the end table so that you can't tip it over anymore. KTHXBYE.