Still not tired after a full weekend of travelling across the country.

Praying in devotion to the great god String and its lazy slave Hand. They may be plotting an inquisition to ambush and torture poor Hand into service at the temple of string.

My cat climbed inside the empty clothes hamper as soon as laundry was done

I have a pet fruit-fly, but it’s played by a rotating cast of characters, and usually just exists as a summer pet. Usually it lets itself in via my screen windows, when the time is right. It’s cute!

It’s also allowed to invite a couple friends if it wants, but any more than that and I’m afraid I have a strict eviction policy, as carried out by Bug-A-Salt shotgun.

Velma had a playful morning. Now she wishes that I give her scraps from the grill.

Sleeping

Settled in and full of energy. Zoomies at bed time are a challenge, but he eventually settles and snuggles in bed.