Tuesday night sillies

I don't have words tonight (oh I do but I don't know how to put them down; suffice to say they have to deal with the move and politics…) so I listen to some oldie goldies — Janis Ian and Jefferson Airplane. Meanwhile, these two ICHC tickle my funny bone.


I am going to be ditching at least one rug in this house.


Those laser lights are even better than my photos of the Christmas tree green and red lights of Young Guy's eyes.