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Hello, World!

Sascha woke me up, threw the gauntlet, and thus began the morning wrestling match of my hands under the bed versus all his kittenly might. I let him win, and then he did his victory run about the house. Now he's exhausted, and ready for another nap.

I have one more day off from work, and then I return to the adventure.

I know I dreamt last night, but I slept too deeply to remember them.

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Wow, some snippets of my dreaming came back to me.

I was back in Paris and I lost my friend, as she went to go meet some guy. This was just after she gave me a couple thousand Euros "in case I needed it".

And then some german shorthair dog got involved.

Geez.

(Wo)Man your battle stations!

I feel a cold coming on.

General Echinacea will be leading the fight via hot beverage tranfusions.

Colonel Campbell will be leading the chicken soup offense later on.

And Captain Comfy Sofa will be bringing up the rear!

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"I was wondering if you could help me. I'm looking for something doudy and plain."

"What's the occasion?"

"A church recital."

Paris memories, No. 2

While in the Louvre, I discovered why Hercules did all those big tasks. He was compensating for his non-herculean bits.