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New Thing(s) I Learned:	Those funny little things on the throats of goats are called wattles, and are purely for looks.
	A recent study has found that there is no correlation between the shoe size and penis length of an individual.
Reading Material:	The Foundling by Georgette Hayer
	+ asst. romance novels and children's books

My calves aren't hairy anymore. The car is back in the shop. Radiator this time. Blah. I don't want to spend the money on a new car, but it is silly to keep pouring money into this one. Survived the week, but we're both very tired. Hopefully things will be a little easier for awhile.

I think emotions are always personal. I don't think people can feel for what they don't know. If activists are angry, they have either been personally affected, or their anger is from something else entirely. Many years ago, I remember reading about a one-woman charity in the L.A. area that arranged funerals for infants that had been abandoned. I just didn't get it. No one had cared for these babies, no one was grieving for them. Yes, it was horrible that they had been abandoned to their deaths, but why waste the resources on a funeral? I get it now. Somehow, in loving my babies, I opened my heart to all of them. It's sort of like my babies could have been born to anybody. In the important ways they are all the same. Maybe that's why there's little response in this country to world hunger. Very few people have personal experience with starvation. Knowing about suffering isn't nearly as motivating as empathizing with it. I just don't have a lot of anger though. Life has treated me pretty well. I think people start saving up anger early. Part of what makes Connor so easy to parent is that he doesn't have much anger either, so we don't get much tantruming or destructive behavior.

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I am tired and have little time for myself. On the upside the money will be nice. I'd been thinking it's good that circumstances are forcing us to work more hours than we would otherwise, lazy bums us. But I've changed my mind. It would just be dumb to choose to be this tired all the time.

Read the most awful romance novel the other day. In most of it the author was attempting to be funny. You can almost hear her chortling to herself at her word processor. Then all of the sudden there would be these mildly kinky sex scenes. It was like The Apple Dumpling Gang Does Dallas. It was just wrong. I've been enjoying the Georgette Hayer books though, excepting the odd bit of anti-Semitism (they were written in the fifties). Seems some bestselling authors who cut their teeth on these books banded together and convinced their publisher to reprint them with glowing intros by said authors.

Happy minor aniversary to us! I don't know how many years off the top of my head. I always have to count back from my graduation year, it's very tedious, "91-90, 90-89, 89-88...", so 15 years I guess, coming up in June. We've even been 'married' a respectable number of years now too, since '94, so that's... 9 years of sparkly beringed bliss. Tonight we get to go on a date all by ourselves in honor of the occasion. I'm going to express some milk and leave the both of them with Mom and Tim. Yes, I can milk myself! Go Bessy! It's really kind of fun. I wonder if the skill translates to ungulates.

I spent too much time at the social security office. I can't believe I didn't bring a book. So I went for the only available option, a year-old Ladies' Home Journal. Did you know there is a group of citizens that have responded to 9/11 by working to get 1% of the U.S. population to pray for George Bush? dubya-dubya-dubya.prayforgeorgewbush.com Yessir. 'Can This Marriage Be Saved' (the longest running column in magazine history) addressed solutions for when your husband cheats on you with someone he met down at the bowling alley.

I actually heard a positive review for Message in a Bottle. I've personally been avoiding this movie like the plague, but I was listening to this developmentally disabled guy interviewing a cattle auctioneer in Texas.
Interviewer: "Seen any good movies or read any good books lately?"
Auctioneer: "Well, let me think. Uh, what was that movie... Message in a Bottle! Now that was a dadgum good movie."
Interviewer: "I think that's the first positive review I've ever heard for that movie."
Auctioneer: "Well, I guess I'm just a sentimental guy, cried when Ol' Yeller died and all that..."

Fieldbrook's kind of funny these days, I just picked up a tub there. There are neighborhood watch signs nailed to venerable old stumps seemingly in the middle of uninhabited forest, gated driveways, and women going for constitutionals in spotless white knitwear when most folks would be in the office. It's really too bad that it's become fashionable; makes the land prices all out of reason.