Oliver is back from vacation and his latest is an expose on the US Border Patrol. Interesting piece. I learned a few things.
Yes, I can believe that it's a pretty boring job. Dangerous, too. Not sure what to think about the charges of poor hiring practices and corruption. And what about the Northern border? Same or different issues?
I would love to hear your take on it.
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Tuesday, August 8, 2017
Friday, August 4, 2017
The Cat Cafe
Oh, what we do to please our children. The Frenchlings shanghaied their mother into taking them to a Cat Cafe. Damn it, I have cats and they are ungrateful little kibble gluttons. I sure don't need to pay 1200 yen for an hour with someone else's fractious felines. Even if I am bribed with Mango Milk.
We went. I drank the milk (but not the kool-aid) - it was just as silly as I imagined it to be (grumble, grumble, grumble).
But a few minutes into the experience I started to relax. I will even admit that maybe I enjoyed myself. The cats were remarkably well-behaved. (Well, except for the one that was in heat and was acting like a shameless hussy though the boys were having a fine, if frustrating, time.)
And they were cute. And that, mes amis, is why we keep the little critters.
We went. I drank the milk (but not the kool-aid) - it was just as silly as I imagined it to be (grumble, grumble, grumble).
But a few minutes into the experience I started to relax. I will even admit that maybe I enjoyed myself. The cats were remarkably well-behaved. (Well, except for the one that was in heat and was acting like a shameless hussy though the boys were having a fine, if frustrating, time.)
And they were cute. And that, mes amis, is why we keep the little critters.
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