Windy here last night. I woke up to the doorbell this morning; it was my next-door neighbor, seeking my help. It turns out that my ghetto garage-tent thing had blown over in the night, hopped the fence, and inverted itself in the neighbors' front yard. We manhandled it back over the fence and into place around Zoë, who had miraculously stayed calmly on her centerstand while the garage flew away.

I guess I'll need something other than a quartet of cinderblocks to hold that thing down...

In other news, the Viagra Spammers have found this site. I've deleted six comments in the last two days hocking cheap meds, and have switched the comment system to requiring my approval before posting anything. So, spammers, go away. If this doesn't work I'll turn 'em off entirely.

Merry Christmas or whatever takes your fancy, everyone.