In other news....
--I still have not sold my old house. Last week during the open house, two different real estate agents were also showing the house. It's like a ride at the amusement park--maybe I should give up trying to sell it and just charge admission.
--John Henry had a mostly clean bill of health at his latest oncology checkup. His chest x-ray was clear. They found a mass on his chest near his left front leg, but when they aspirated it it came back with no significant findings, which is good.
--Billie had to have minor surgery for an abscessed anal gland of all things. It went well, she's doing fine. It didn't bother her because she's--by god--a Rottweiler and they laugh in the face of minor surgery.
--I finished the first draft of Cowgirls in Space and am sort of working on Two is Not a Pattern or I would be if I knew more about the plot and not so much about the thematic interactions.
--I recently read The Confession by James McGreevey, former governor of New Jersey about which I'd like to write up a review, but I haven't yet and am currently reading Fiasco, the best part of which so far is a quote from a former Army officer calling Wolfowitz, 'crack-smoking stupid.'