But now the lips need a cure...

and those gums look I-don't-know - red?

Escalation

Human behavior never ceases to amaze me. And these didn't even happen at Lenny's:

I read about this one this morning, and just found out about this one. Worse than that, though, is this one.

Virtually educated

We headed north halfway early this morning, just to run some errands, and by the time we swung back around to the southbound homestretch, it was lunch time (or dinner time, depending on what part of this magnificent land you were raised in), so Alpha pulled in to the last slot in front of Lenny's Bar and Grill and Swapmeet.

Good thing there was still a spot in front, because to park in the lot down the street makes it a bit of a hike. Not a 5-K or anything, but a hike, nonetheless. So I was glad. Wagged my tail. Drooled a little.

Of course, I'm always glad to stop at Lenny's.

Alpha made my day. He ordered some bacon-wrapped sausage thing that Wendy had found a recipe for on the internet, and Lenny had made in the kitchen, and he carved me off a hunk of it. Was just a one-day noon special, according to the signs, but oh-my-momma, it was tasty. Very tasty. Bacon. Sausage. Together.

Heaven.

So while I'm snarfing and licking and inhaling, I'm listening to a conversation at the table in the corner to my right, and this young gal is telling her momma about the courses she's taking at school: speech and P.E. and blah-blah-blah, and I have about half an ear on it, and then I realize she's talking about on-line courses.

And from there, I honestly don't know what to say. To me, either one would be a little like taking a course in squirrel-chasing on-line: you can mash a mole, but you can't catch a squirrel. Nor can you speechify or exercise.

It took most of the ride the rest of the way home, but the bacon-sausage concoction did settle nicely.

(updated for photo and linkage)

'Bout time

I want one