
One of the few good things about the snow is that it brings the deer closer. My backyard has much nicer grass than the wild countryside.
And if you throw out an apple or two?

Here come the deer. Very entertaining.
The evolution of the opossum is nearly complete. The dawn of the Überpossum awaits.

I think it was Humphrey Bogart who said (upon receiving exposition heavy script pages) something to the effect of “I sure hope that there’s camels screwing the background while I deliver this dialog to keep the folks entertained.”
Pop the champagne. Actually I’m drinking a concoction of Grand Marnier and Frangelico at the moment but who cares? Let the celebration begin. I typed FADE OUT at 10:14 EST, Dec. 7, 2010.