Those few of you who have been following the exploits of La Gringa and the Furry Machiavellian Persons for the past year or so will note that my sidebar is in a lamentable state of neglect and the links are sadly out-of-date. I plan to address that this weekend. The boys with whom I'm couch-surfing are in Texas (why two gay men would intentionally go to the state of Texas for a vacation is beyond me, but there you have it) so I have access to their G5 all weekend. (Cue evil laughter.)
Note: I also have access to their elderly and exceedingly cranky feline, Flounder. Flounder reminds me a bit of the late great Miss Mona, a dignified and independent old lady. She's half-blind, very vocal and is a frightening four pounds of fangs, fury and furballs. We had breakfast together this morning, then she proceeded to head-butt my right foot for fifteen minutes.
What else? I know I'm missing something.
Oh, yeah! I have updated my submissions guidelines a bit; you might want to pop over there and take a look at them if you haven't read them in a while.