If it’s Friday, it must mean leftovers . . .
Friday afternoon, mostly cloudy, 37 degrees.
Yes, it’s a leftovers post. I had planned to write, but then there was that whole lack of sleep thing, wide awake at 5 a.m. thing . . . That, plus the new cat has taken to using the master bathroom as a litter box, and it’s extremely annoying. She doesn’t use the floor; no, she uses the flannel cover that I put down for her bed. Why, cat, why?
So between cleaning toxic cat poop and trying to get two of the horses back into the pasture after they broke through the fence again and came wandering up to the front porch, it’s been a trying day.
I will let you know that I have decided on names for the four horses that we have so far: The stallion is Napoleon, because he’s small and has a small man’s complex that makes him bully the fillies, and he has this lock of hair that falls on his brow very reminiscent of all of the Napoleon portraits. The two Sorrel horses are Sassy (the big one that continuously escapes and thinks it’s funny), and Boots, the one with white boots. And finally, the slow white and brown paint is Petra, mostly because when I was a child we had a Yorkie that was a bit slow, and dad named her Petra, and she was the sweetest dog ever.
So that’s the horse family for now. On to the leftovers!
How cool was this?
2600 people form a chain to celebrate the 60th anniversary of the discovery of the DNA. Genentech employees set a Guinness World Record for the Largest “Human” DNA Helix on April 21, 2011 in San Francisco.
Any excuse to post Tom Hiddleston:
Alrighty then . . .
Audible groan when you see it:
Well this just blows out of the water everything I believed about hand dryers . . . except for Dyson hand dryers. I want one in my house.
Er, excuse me?
I love dry roasted peanuts too, but this?
More later. Peace.
Music by Imagine Dragons, “Thunder” (I love this video)