Oh good lord...

So we all sat down to watch the Kentucky Derby today. Each of us made our picks for the big race.

Headliner picked Eight Bells for her horse.

Damn. Her horse (and in her mind I mean HER horse) was euthanized on the track just after the race.

And MUCH more than a concert grand I'll bet!

Well, pisser. How did she take it?

Like a lead pipe to the stomach I'm afraid. I must admit between this and barbaro last year I think I'm finished with horse racing also.

Susan starts menopause on Monday. Anybody got a place I can crash for the next three months?

I'd be happy to offer you a place, but I'm afraid I live too close to you to be of much use in this case.

Perhaps Lashbear could help?

She has it scheduled?

It is drug-induced and temporary (3 months). Part of her endometriosis stuff.

Hey Kevy, we've got a spare room here in Chatsworth :)

So, I've been working on some OCR stuff at work. Tomorrow I am starting an accounts payable portion of it, so the project name is OCRAP - I get to work on the O CRAP project! Bwahahaha!!!!!!!!!!

My room has gone from disaster area to almost habitable, and I didn't even have to call in Hazmat. :)