I got to see my great great great great grandfather’s grave last weekend. Pretty neat. We had an impromptu family reunion last Saturday, so I got to go to Ozark, Alabama. I also found out that Bill Clinton is my 4th cousin, once removed. Neat stuff. I was tromping through old graveyards with my dad and his cousins. So if you were in Ozark on Saturday, you would have seen a sight: a Carrie, Jerry, Terry, and Kerry walking about, one of them in a dress and high heels. There’s a Larry, too, but he’s in Alaska.
Renton gets neutered next Tuesday; he was having too much fun with his stuffed otter last night. That poor otter; it’s been through so much. I should wash him, he has been chewed on to no end.
I feel tired. I need coffee. . .
Whoa, today is the 20th. Just four months, yo