Hey, friends. I want to apologize to the mailing list folks for accidentally resending my last ramble. I was editing the template for the blog and when I republished it, the ramble went out to the list, as well. Most of the time I can't get this blog to send the email, but when I don't want it to, it does it.

In other news, we have an important mutant snow people update. Spiffy reader Carla brought up the following point regarding my last ramble:

"Snow cones will become the number one selling product." Snow people eating snow cones-- What are you suggesting here, cannibalism??? No self-respecting snow person would eat a cone made of his/her very essence! You cold-hearted creature, you!! Have you ice water in your veins??

She's right, of course. As I told Carla, all these unseasonably low temperatures around here have turned my brain to slush. To any mutant snow people who may read my blog, I want to apologize from the bottom of my heart, and humbly ask that you please, please, please take mercy on me, an obviously incredibly stupid person.

In animated santa news, I've started unpacking the horde of santas and related little lads and lasses, including a whole line of gay santas in festive rainbow colors. I had to stop, though, because I'm out of batteries. You may remember I had to buy approximately 12 billion batteries for my Halloween decorations, but most of those died on Halloween night, so I'm woefully lacking in batteries once again. It's been raining here quite a bit, so I haven't been able to scooter to the store to buy more. If there were a way to encase the Purple Plaything (which is still a Honda scooter and not a sex toy) in a giant bubble and still be able to see well enough to drive, I would do it.

If I fail to ramble again before Thanksgiving on Thursday, I want to wish all who celebrate it a happy holiday. To those of you who don't celebrate it, have a happy non-holiday. I'm going to go now and try to figure out how to get into bed where there are presently two cats on it all curled up and looking entirely too cute. Now, if those weren't cats and were of the human variety, I wouldn't be wasting my time rambling... or sleeping, or...

Um. Sorry. Anyway, Happy Thanksgiving. As for me, I'm going to sleep, kitties or no kitties, so I can have visions of Renee O'Connor (of Xena: Warrior Princess fame) dancing in my head all night. Sweet dreams, all.