Rhyme time:
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Rhyme time:
Monday, August 21, 2006
We signed a contract on a house Monday:

It is in the Old Lake Highlands area of Dallas, near White Rock Lake.
Billy turned 28 Wednesday:
We celebrated at my parent's house in Homer. You know any party that has a tub of Blue Bell ice cream is bound to be good.
I got a job Friday as Marketing Manager for Texas Medical & Surgical Associates:
What did you expect? A business suit? I was feeding cake to the pugs.
Lucy turned 5 Saturday:
Truly, we have no shame. That is a Hawaiian lei AND a princess party hat.
Hope that all is well with you,
~Christy
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Thursday, August 10, 2006
Slick's journal entry (Tenth day of the Eighth month of theYear of our Lord 2006):
My exploration took a bit of a turn last week - I was taken captive by the tribe locally known as CityVet. Luckily, no harm was done to me. They appeared to be a friendly people. They even gave me a paper necklace - probably a peace offering in the tribal culture. However, the accommodations were quite primative. I would have been interested to see more of their rituals, but Tuesday morn I was transported back the land I am starting to call my home...
Much has happened since I last reported. I was seized last week. I think it was by the inhabitants of the planet VetRx. I expected it would happen sometime; many have wanted to study my genius brain and my superb physique. It was just a matter of time. I am glad to report that the experimentation did not seem to affect my physical preparation for the upcoming intergalatic battle with the new intruder.


mwahahahaha, muhuhahaha, mwahahaha.....
Wednesday, August 09, 2006


Tuesday, August 01, 2006
(Think the The Adventures of Milo & Otis, with a paranoid twist)
Slick's journal entry (First day of the Eighth month of theYear of our Lord 2006):
Today's schedule, on the new frontier, has been full. It began with the same strange beeping noise as in the days before. I'm not sure what it is, but it makes the natives restless. First, they grunt, then they strike out at a small box - that seems to quiet the noise, but within minutes it is back. Eventually, the species indigenous to this new land begin to rouse. In recent days, I have found, that for me, the noise signals a day of further exploration. So far, the task has not been too arduous. I have found the region plentiful- butts to sniff, many crevices to nap, new spots to claim for my kingdom in the courtyards, - and a small cabinet containing many silver cans of delectable new delights. I may have found the fountain of youth....

Lucy's journal entry (Stardate 8/1/06):

I don't know if you have heard about the following, but I found it inspring:
This is an email that has been sent around, but it is true. I really did just send mine now, and it will only take you a few seconds. The designs are drawn by children. If you have kids, it may be a fun project to have them draw a picture to submit.
~Christy