AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The blogging has come to bite me in the ass.

Okay, peeps. So first you'll want to refresh your memory of the salad farmer my idiot (though lovable!) sister refused to even speak to. You'll find it, and the subsequent comments, which you should read in order following the post, here.

Okay, you've read that, yes? Good. Now I would like you to take a look at this blog, created on Friday.

I'm sorry...maybe it's terrible of me to type this...but this is some good stuff! "Anonymous" suggested that perhaps I was a wee bit of an idiot myself to put the first name and company name of someone I was blogging about on my blog, and perhaps I was, but perhaps also I secretly wanted to be found.

And Shortysaladpants, let me just say that you have balls, sir. I salute you.

Dr. Moo was actually heading back from a visit to some of her vet friends in Massachusetts (we didn't cross paths but Tess the Wonder hound did have some stress diarrhea, which her vet friends pronounced "cute") when I called her to tell her of all this.

You can probably guess what her response was. She accused me of acting and sounding just like our mother (who recently told me I should become a cop because I'm strong and there's a shortage of them in Manchvegas). I told her that she was being HORRIBLE. Because she is being HORRIBLE. But what can I tell you? She's one of the five most stubborn people on the face of the planet.

I did get her to agree to meet Ssp for coffee if I went along. So I'm going to try and set that up, maybe online, maybe offline. But I will keep you up to date.