Sunday Fluff

Okay -- let's lighten up a little bit.  I don't have much except a little mindless Sunday fluff, but sometimes that's a good thing.

You know how fond I am of re-living the moment, so here's a little reminder that Sir Favre came out of re-re-retirement only to be genteelly smacked down by the Saints last Thursday.

And this is Bouie's latest weapon in the war against foliage.  Not only does he eat it and "water" it, he compacts and squishes it beforehand, too.  See any difference in the far and near ends of the flowerbed?  Yep -- he leaves the far end pretty much alone (so far) and considers the near end as just another extension of his bed.  You'll note that he's also leaning on the landscape light, and the discolored carcass of the late Dusty Miller is in the background.  *sigh*  What's a body to do?

(P.S. -- don't look at the overgrown grass, please.)