The Dawson's wireless internet allows me to greet you from a dry porch on a rainy day. Dakota, the terrier (Terrier! for you Best in Show fans), is having a grand ole' time scurring in the front yard. She seems sorely disappointed that I am not a 7-year-old boy.

Today is Memorial Day. I was not looking forward to today, but it's looking like it'll be quality. My mom and Monique spent the night with me and we have had a grand faux-cation. Coffee and magazines abound. David Wilcox is here too.

Wow. I've been trying to finish this post for an hour. It's hard to do when there are people to talk to!