City Mouse

"That thing is a trap," said City Mouse. "The minute you touch the cheese something comes down on your head and you're dead." The little Country Mouse looked at the trap, and at the little City Mouse. "If you'll excuse me," he said, "I think I will go home. I'd rather have barley and grain to eat in peace than have sugar and dried prunes and cheese and be frightened to death all the time!" So the little Country Mouse went back to his home, and there he stayed all the rest of his life.

Saturday, August 05, 2006

Boys Don't Make Passes...

I just got new glasses. In "seafoam/navy".

So they match my... t-shirt.

I love them, I love them, I love them.

They are better able to fulfill my prescription in glasses than in contacts.

So not only do I look smarter, I can see better.

All good things.

City Mouse

Saturday, August 05, 2006

Boys Don't Make Passes...

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