The sound of Brother Bear's air conditioning and the smell of kitty poo

So I'm in Texas for the next couple of weeks!

I decided it was time I came to visit the brother at this place.  He and Lori have a really nice apartment.  They have two cats named OJ and Mittens and a gerbil named Lutris (Lutrice?).  Mittens is a riot.  OJ is grumpy.  Lutris is dirty.  They may be cats, but just like humans, their shit stinks too.

I've been here for a day now.  My flight in wasn't bad.  A bit on the boring side, but I'm not complaining. I'd rather have a boring flight than an overly interesting one, if you know what I mean.

We don't have too many plans so far, but the list of what we do have is something like this:

• carve pumpkins
• go to the Ren. fair
• dress up for Halloween (and find something to do hahaha)

Like I said, not a long list.

Texas is... Texas.  A little bit stereotypical.  Lots of trucks and hamburgers and twangy accents.  I think if I lived here I might pick up an accent.  It's a problem I have.  After watching Doctor Who for 2 weeks I had a bit of a british accent that sneaked into my pronunciation every so often.  It's seriously involuntary.

Really friendly helpful people here though.  Mind you, I've been to all of about 4 stores so far, but that's 4 out of 4 for nice people.

On a random side tangent, I've always thought that land-o-lakes butter tastes odd.

Back on track, I might put up pictures.... maybe.  I'm lazy, you see.  Very much so.

Off to take a shower now to wash the kitty poo smell that's wafting through the living room out of my nostrils.  It's a bit pungent.

Talk to y'all later!