The Stochastic Game

Ramblings of General Geekery

The local bald eagle of Deer Lake seemed busy yesterday. Not circling or whatever as usual, but going in straight lines to conduct some important eagle business around town.


This is how much the good fluffy boy drools on the floor as I toast my bread with salted butter every morning. He REALLY likes salted butter.

A puddle of drool on the hardwood floor. Once I even actually *slipped* on it and almost fell.
The good fluffy boy in question (in the backyard)

The good fluffy boy doesn’t care about a stick in his face as long as we play tug!

A golden retriever tugging on a stick that has a branch poking him on the side of the face

We watched Inception with the kids. When asked about the ending, the youngest immediately said “I think it’s NOT a dream because otherwise that makes the WHOLE movie WAY TOO CONFUSING”