Here's a pic as promised. I took this one because he was bugging the hell out of me trying to climb onto my lap. It's not like I'm a monster or anything but after a couple hours on my lap, my legs hurt. He doesn't seem to understand that and keeps trying to climb up anyway. It looks like his nails are getting a bit long in this pic. I don't mind clipping them but he doesn't like it and Serge refuses to help me hold him still. Serge is too squeamish to be part of this activity. Honestly I think it's the queeniest thing about him, this nail clipping squeamishness. Anyway we just discovered that Mondou (like PetSmart) across the street has free clippings for your pet once every two weeks. So I'll be taking them up on that service.
The weekend was quiet, bordering on boring, and the weather was dreary as well. We hung out on the computers mostly, and I daydreamed on travel sites. See, what I like to do is pick a place I'd like to visit and then see how thriftily the journey there can be had. I was really surprised to see that we could fly round trip to Australia for a thousand bucks. Well now we can't, that sale ended yesterday, but that has got to be the cheapest I've ever seen that flight.
Did I ever mention how ridiculous the prices were at the hotel we stayed at in Madrid? Because they were not just laughable, they were insulting. For example, if you wanted two eggs brought to your room, not a whole breakfast - just the two eggs, you'd be charged 19 euros plus the 5.50 euro delivery fee, plus the gratuity. Oh and we were really hoping to get a few things laundered but when I saw the prices I just couldn't do it. 7 euros to wash your socks, 16.50 for a shirt! All of the prices for cleaning the garments were more than I actually paid for the garments. So I just bought some shirts instead.
What else? Oh I don't know, I was pretty alarmed when I saw the news and that 2/3 of Americans (according to ABC news) took the story of Adam and Eve as fact. When I hear statistics like that, I tend to think all is lost. I bet that figure would be less than ten percent among Quebecers. I just don't get how people do that leap where the book is "the word of god" even though we can all agree it was penned by men. I mean it didn't just Samantha Stevens nose twitch into existence after all.