>1. Someone walked into my office today and said, "someday, the earth is going to open up and swallow this refinery into the bowels of hell, and I will be like, what…what was in the virgin islands?…." then left. I've had days like that, but never been that eloquent.

2. Can I ship a coconut from the virgin islands?

I honestly don't know. Maybe….

3. Remember the story of the rat? If I were smart I would link that post to this post, however I usually write these from my phone so I am not that savvy. Anywhoodle, the basic plotline was at one point my apartment had a rat trundle through the living room in the middle of the night and the dogs didn't care. So off the the animal shelter I went and got Greebo the hellcat. He. Kills. Everything. And haven't seen anything since. So today I got home and the husband told me he found a dead rat under the fridge. He had noticed Greebo staring at the fridge and, well, that lead to an investigation and he found a dead rat. I asked him, "did the rat die of poison?".

He replied, "uh, no…it had a hole in it."

"Good Kitty." I said.

Glad to know he is earning his wet food. Doubly glad I didn't have to deal with any of the ick.

Alright. That's all I have for this exciting friday evening of television. 😀

Goodnight!

-H.