The Scotto Grotto (org)

Going with the bro out tomorrow morning to see Undercover Brother… the 10am showing. He as to be to work by 3pm, so the timing is good for a movie and a little lunch out to talk and hang around together. Added bonus, it’ll be at the theatre by my house, and it’ll be matinee prices, with *nobody* there… who goes to 10am movies? Me and him, and hopefully few, if any others. More fun to laugh loudly. Heck, there’s a 9:25 flick, too, but we’d both just as soon take that extra half hour and sleep in. The movie looks like a good bet.. .we’ll either dig laughing with it, or at it.

I’m so glad to have Newt back in the bedroom with me, and to be back with all my stuff again… nice to lounge in my shorts with everything clean in the house, with my books, blankets, and DSL. Very comforting to be in a familiar place, little fuzzy boy purring happily by my right foot.

I wonder where my sweetie has dashed off to? I missed her call by about an hour earlier… I suspect she’s relaxing somewhere comfortably, as am I. She could be anywhere, but she’s also taking up residence in my heart, as always…helping to keep the blood pump happy, and all that surrounds it.

I downloaded five episodes of Greg the bunny from kazaa…watched them, and deleted ’em. entertaining, but not worth burning to CD. I’m sorry that Eugene Levy can’t find a TV show that’ll last more than 1/2 season these days.

I’m now just chewing a bit on a little program that’s been rolling around in my head and will automate a few things that the Rock does at work, freeing him up to do more bringing in of outside clients. I know he’d appreciate it, as would Kev… (and it’ll look good next pay raise time, too. 😉 )