nothing rhymes with orange

Guess who's back? (Back again. Shady's back. Tell a friend.)

Orange kitty. We hadn't seen her since the beginning of August, so I figured she had gone home or someone else had taken her in, but I guess not. Or maybe she did go home but is visiting again. She hasn't been starving this whole time, but she was glad to have the food I gave her. It's going to be on the chilly side tonight, so I put a box on its side lined with a towel on our back porch, so she has some shelter from the wind and something soft to cuddle in.

Not much has been happening around here. Well, there was a point over the weekend when Jason and I were not exactly speaking to each other. You may have seen my play-by-play on Twitter. It's not worth rehashing, really, but I will quote Ashley: "Let’s stop pretending we don’t fight, get frustrated, or cry." Ladies, sometimes it's best to just let him be mad and sulky for a while. Not to worry, though: we're completely back on speaking terms.

What else? We got iPod Nanos Sunday night. Jason got green, and I got orange. It's my first iPod ever. I haven't managed to get any music on it yet because I have to re-rip all of my CDs so that the files are in the best format. I had an mp3 player early in this decade that could hold 15 songs, maybe 20 if I got lucky. My iPod has 16 gigabytes! It will easily hold all of the music I own.

To prove that I don't always monopolize our entertainment choices, we're going to see Carlos Mencia perform at the Tachi Palace casino on Thursday night.

Maybe I should take my iPod with me.